They used to tell me that,"Never shoot never shoot across the sky". A bird without wings!
So naive was it, for me to believe in what they said. Little was my intention to submit to their thoughts.
Life was like a cold drink, and God added the drug of love into it. Ecstasy was the result of it.
A bird released from its cage. Like a phoenix rising from its ashes. I was certainly miles above and high. I was no longer down or hurt. Little did i know that even that flight was temporary.
With a feeling of having someone that you can rely on, with a shoulder to cry on. Little did i know!
Surely we all need someone and cannot make it alone. With those eyes disappearing into darkness when they were needed the most, I realized i was still that lonely bird without wings. Thinking i have to make it alone.
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