I flew.
Once.

Now I don't.

I am grounded.
Stuck.

Forever.

As fragile as glass,
I shone like the sun.
Lifted by my wings,
I soared through the sky.

Now I don't.
Because my wings are broken.

I don't know how to fix them.

I tried.
Once.

But they were broken.
And I can't fix them.

I will be grounded.
Forever.

The stillness eats me.
Gnawing at my soul.

The darkness takes my feelings,
The quiet steals my mind.

But never,
I tell myself, never,
Shall I forget the time I flew.

The time I hunted dark.
The time my light grew.