calm but treacherous it flies
across the world it cries
falls and climbs as she stretches the skies
free from the burdons of telling petty lies
the repetitiveness of her freedom
for she knows it is her kingdom
day in night out over the terror of sirens
with a quick leap she leaves her environs
what do I do to feel this way
in what magical waters do I have to lay
but so I keep walking while stuttering
I look up to die wondering
©jhughes14
J