Bird

“flying through the night aimlessly searching for what I do not know,Frustrated, for I am surrounded by a pitch blackness that is unrelenng, Lost in this void I wonder how much further must I y,Afraid of the thought that desny will grant me nothing more than a journey that leads nowhere, Sadden by the pain that engulfs me I beg for a rest that can bring me peace of body and mind,As I grow red I begin to fall slowly into the void,Serenity "lled I begin to think no more, feel no more,Is this where my journey ends,If so why did I take ight,Why did I not submit to the mundane of being grounded