Broken Wings

I stretched out my wings as far as the wind would let me,
The rush shuttering through my body
Numbing each limb in turn.
No one is able to understand this sensation;
The limit to which I can fly;
The idea that I am capable of so much more than this,
The thought of not needing to be hidden away much longer.

Each new breath I drew is an achievement
Compared to every barrier I’m unqualified to pass.
I feel the everlasting pain of having to start over after each flaw;
The torturous winds I face that will forever scar my numb terrain.
After each failed phase is more suffering.
There has to be so much more than this;
Another manner of life, another way.

I’m captured again,
I’m falling down.
I’ll be hunted again,
I shall hit the ground.
The pain will pierce me,
Stop my mighty flight
And I’ll be down again,
Knocked out from the fight.