Song Bird

There is a bird atop a tree 

Who sings a haunting melody 

Feathers missing, head hung low 

A desperate, broken metronome 

Longing to fly free above 

Yearning to be like the dove 

But even hard as he may try 

His wings will never learn to fly 

For tethered by his ghostly bars 

Only he can see his scars 

Hostage to invisible chains 

He can only sit in pain  

So he sits atop a tree 

And sings his haunting melody
 

caseyblaise

VT

19 years old

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