Tall grass surrounds me It bends ever so slightly in the wind. Eastward I face watching the day begin While stars diminish into the west. I do not brush the hair away from my face I do not move. My hair gets stuck on my lips and waves in front of my vision. The warm rays hit my face so I close My eyes to keep the stars protected. I have nothing to do today Except wait, for you. The clock in my head ticks, the sun is now directly above But I still face east. I wait longer the ticks keep going. I realize that you won't come anymore So with one final tear and I walk away Shaky but not afraid.
Dew drops lie on the shaded grass Untouched by the moons gentle light. Whispers of wind reach my ears But not overpowering the thoughts in my mind. Through the trees where the stars should be It remains blank, empty. Waiting for me to fill the void. My hopeful eyes get overshadowed And I turn away. I don’t want to lose which is why I fight. I steal the ball and make the shot. You are in my sky so when You put me down but they bring me up. You try to keep me in the dark But my hands find those who care And I still find the moon’s rays.
We all try to be a beautiful bird Soaring through the sky. But we put on a smile and pretend to be sparrow Instead of the raven. That having a broken wing is a sin. That your voice because its ugly has no space to speak. That breaking feeling of Unimportance, Alone, Self hate, Brings you to tears on an unsteady branch. Then when that branch breaks The wind rushing around you Tells you, you can either Fall with Or rise again. Just know that You are not broken, but a bird Who has flown through a storm.