Aftermath of Falling

Sailing through air
Hidden from all
Thinking that life was fair
Never expected such an unpleasant fall

Hit by a sun-ray
Pleasant warmth’s host
On that windy September day
All my heat was lost.

Sailing through clouds
My head held high
Dispersed all my doubts
While my insides did cry

Leaking soul-piercing tears
At hearing them yell
Hidden by unheard fears
Never saved by a bell

Sailing as a breeze aligns
Sitting alone
Single word that binds
Afraid to go home

Sailing above a tree
Staring off into space
Dreaming of breaking free
Nothing to get me out of this haze

Hearing them scream
Knowing full well for ever
Should I be flying again, outside my daydream
Return I shall never

Never to return, is what I vow
Falling might have injured a rip or two
But sitting here… I don’t know
I don’t know… what to do