Another sleepless night and I stare;
I watch the cloud formations flow across the sky.
The moon is full, but keeps getting hidden;
as if the clouds are saying,
'no! don't look, you're too human to marvel at its beauty'
The fact is;
I don't feel human at all,
My wings are trapped
and with them,
so am I.
Author notes
60 words.
I'm not sure how this ties in, but it popped into my head....
A contest entry
- Dark/Sad Quickie by SuicidalLover.
700 points, ended December 18, 2008, 16 entries
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Comments
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Trapped emotions swell inside like a tidal wave about to crash. Great job on this. Thanks for entering.
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Good take
on the pix prompt! It's an unusual pix & your write describes it well! All the best in the Contest!
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"The fact is;
I don't feel human at all,
My wings are trapped
and with them,
so am I."
I loved the ending it was so blunt yet painful at the same time.
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Thanks, I wrote this straight into the add box.. about 2 minutes ago haha XD
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