The Bird

By , Winnemucca, NV
I watch the struggle from a distance
A bird with a broken wing
Should I help? I questioned myself
I see him resting in a pool of blood
Should I clean the feathers?
I start towards him
He starts towards the edge
I see him look out into the sky so I got closer
Then I saw him jump
He was airborne for a second
Briefly I saw the freedom
I saw his pain
Then I saw him fall
I looked over the edge and saw him fall to the ground
Like my spirit
Shattered on the rocky floor below
For a second I wanted to jump to
I wanted to feel free
But I was afraid





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Kellie_Sonic_Screwdriver_Fay said...
Feb. 1, 2011 at 4:30 pm
Very well written, I feel it needs a little more of an ending. "But I was afraid just doesn't seem concluding.
 
CoolBreeze This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Feb. 1, 2011 at 11:10 pm
Thanks for the suggestion It does need some work.
 
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