Crooked Flight

I'm at a loss for words today but I will be working on some personal, more private writing in my free time.  This is a poem I wrote awhile back so I thought I'd share. Thanks for reading.

Crooked Flight

What do I fear I will find

Should I press pen to paper

And let create within my mind

The visions of everything it is I want

And then some

The visions that are just a fingertip away

Scraping each direction

Threatening to disappear

With each breath, each motion

I take during each day

I run so far so far

Not wanting to have to stay

Stuck here in the moment

Of monotony and boredom

Stuck within the fear that prevents

Me from finding that something missing

What I’ve searched for

For so long

I don’t want to live the lie

Of lifeless dreams

Trapped beneath my bones,

Wrapped tightly around my neck

Suffocating me with thoughts

Of failing.

Thoughts of being translucent

And unable to express

The need to be free

To fly

Like a bird with a broken wing

Crooked, yet determined

And drifting against the wind

To find the destination of her dreams