Not all birds are free,
Some are chained to captivity.
Some are destined to be born
Away from the wild
Where they rightfully belong.
There are birds that cannot fly,
It's written in the stars in the sky—
The very ones you whisper to at night,
When you wish for the wrong to be right.
YOU ARE READING
𝓓𝓮𝓮𝓹 𝓢𝓱𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓼 || 𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓻𝔂
Poetry❝And like the moon, we must go through phases of emptiness to feel full again.❞ Embrace your sadness and speak with the darkness, then let it guide your pen. Brightness doesn't exist without the dark to help it shine. Copyright © 2021, M. A. Beni...
