Finding Wings
It begins to consume me
Every breath I exhale
The shadowy grip closes around my neck
Suffocating the light from my body
He prevents me from telling the truth
Stretching the rope holding her and I together
Almost to the point it will break
But his plan will fail if he is the one to snap it
Knowing nothing will improve
Causes boiling salt to roll down my cheeks
Black marks are left in its place
Scars of each time he wronged me
They can be hidden with a rag
But never removed
The silent cry for help is muffled with every argument
I'm helping you
Say what I want
Don't think for yourself
You're only a kid
You rely on me
You NEED me
The anger that lusts inside my soul is suppressed
Suppressed with the depression of reality
The grip of the hand tightens
The scream I silently cry won’t reach her
How doesn’t she see?
Why doesn’t she ask?
She suggests that I leave
Putting her in the middle is a problem
I am the problem
I am trapped inside a castle where a king sits above me
Slaves cannot speak
They must leave the home they know
At least in captivity there is certainty
But they will be free if they go
I choose freedom
Embarking alone
Snapping the rope
I begin to fall
Terrified, approaching a hole
I am released into the sky
And given a sudden rush of breath
I forgot what it felt like to breathe
I forgot how bright the sky was
I spread my arms
And notice my wings
It all comes back to me
I had forgotten she trained me to fly when I was younger
She is watching me, smiling
She knew he would clip my wings when he found them
She pushed me away before he saw
I have holes in my wings
Debt, homelessness, jobless
But they work regardless
Carrying me to the light ahead
Forced to leave all that I knew
Forced to leave my biggest supporter
Not enough strength to turn back
But maybe one day she will remember she has wings too
And then she can see
The five internships
The two majors
The three president positions
The career ahead
And I will be able to tell her thank you
I just pray he never notices her wings
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