I was full of hope walking the high tightrope when I lost my balance and fell. No one heard me yell out for help not even you.
I found myself hopeless and alone. I kept asking the shadow cast on the wall to pull me up. Finally I put my arm back down. It was numb just like my broken legs.
Would I just rot and my dust be taken away by the wind? Who would know I ever existed?
You? You the one that abandoned me after telling me I could fly high?
You? You the one that said you would care for me if I fell?
You? You the one that clipped my wings when I wasn’t aware?
I trusted you but I was foolish to do so.
But my fate will not be sealed by your jealousy and hatred of me.
I will muster all my inner strength and crawl on my numb broken limbs. I shall escape this mental cage you put me in. I will fly again too except this time you won’t be able to catch me for I will be free.
Fluidity 