I no longer wish to fly,
my mind cannot fathom soaring so high.
I'm not Icarus,
I cannot laugh when I fall.
My wings are half broken,
and below me lies the deepest blue ocean.
© Her Poetic JourneyI no longer wish to fly,
my mind cannot fathom soaring so high.
I'm not Icarus,
I cannot laugh when I fall.
My wings are half broken,
and below me lies the deepest blue ocean.
© Her Poetic Journey