

Dying Bird
My mind can’t handle anymore,
Reasoning of surviving far gone
The tears like a waterfall
Memories of my angels swirl in my mind
Our jokes, yapping
Playing roblox and helping one another
Their love, my endless love for them
Severed. I can't feel anything.
Like the bird who was once free
They slowly became dire
The void that conquered my eyes
Angels’ love, but life, im leaving now
To be happy is to now be so over it
Music became a multitude of highs
My angels trying to bring me out,
Out of this misery, pain, defeat
Yet, i was pulled back to this hell
I dont wanna go to sleep, not yet..
Like the bird who became distant
Pain seemed the victor to them
They flew, they crashed
Trinkets became bleaked
Til’ nothing mattered
A bird needing their angels
Flying came to a stop,
They went to the fetal position
Weak, out of control
Red ink seeping,
From the vibrant sleek feathers
An unknown drink
One. Two.
Shuddering in the cold
Pain was ignored
Except the cat on their chest
Begging not to leave, not yet
But the heart was breaking
Like glass, reflective too
A final cry,
to their angels
The dying bird,
No more wanted to live.
