“A Birdie!”

I am the wounded bird you found—
The one you wanted to keep and save, but

I am a bird, and birds, need, to be, free

You put your heart and soul into keeping me
And making sure that I became well—
Placing me, softly, into your delicate, little
Birdcage….

Tweet…!

Each time, you came to check on me,
The tensions grew, and
Grew, as I flapped my wings, more and
More

At first, my behavior made you happy, but

I am a bird, and birds, need, to be, free

You opened the cage door, once more,

A little too shaky, for me…!

Written By, Darkest Angel
Written February 20, 2009