Bittersweet Bird Song

Where has happiness gone in time of spring?

If only I could fly, into that sky.

Out a window, off a sky scraper: DIE.

In that brief moment, again I could sing!

My flight a robin’s on a broken wing!

Join the harmonious birds in their cries.

Only in that brief moment I could try.

 

Yet I remain fettered, nothing better?

Chained in the recesses of my dark mind;

Un-slayed, body and soul not to divide.

Like a caged bird, plucked of all my feathers!

Lies within the perfectly pressed letters!

Insanity spurs a collapse unkind.

Death left unearned and my life check unsigned.

Author's Note

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