to fly or not to fly.

pretty rambling.

as the emotions drain through me.
I realize, where do I go?
being the wreck that i seem to be,
prisoner within my head with no where to go.

as I lay my head down to sleep.
i want to know if this is all worth it.
he tells me it's my decision.
whether i stay or go.

if i choose to stay; who will love me.
who will hold me.
who will keep my haunting thoughts away.
will you?

or if I can just go?
left for my own.
to fly away.
fly into the horizon.
to see all the faces that have left us earlier.
and i can see real love.
pure love.
like snow.



i don't deserve that.
so i stay.
perched on my branch.
waiting for my turn to fly.