I was born a eagle.
A eagle who loved to fly.
I grew so strong,.
I flew so high.
I was soon forced to go to school.
I held the books upon my wings.
I flew a little lower, but had control of things.
I was soon forced to get a job.
The materials required stacked so high.
Again, I flew a little lower, my speed a little slower.
I was soon expected to find a wife.
In order to have a happier life.
I happened to find the girl of my dreams.
But, when struggles got hard she became so mean.
With her words on my wings, I began to lose control of things.
It was then I learned pain hurts more,
When it’s inside my brain.
My wings grew weaker one day
As I glided over the bay.
I did not wake up thinking,
I would be taking a dive today.
I’m an eagle, bold and strong.
Yet, when my body hit the water that became so wrong.
My wings would no longer flap.
In that moment I wished I could take the dive back.
My heart rate soon slowed to
Pat. Pat. Pat.
The books began to fall.
One by one, they all.
Then materials from my job
As I let out a sob.
I was left now with my heaviest weight.
That being my mental state.
As the water filled my lungs I remembered our first date.
It didn’t take long for me to lose all my hate.
I’m wishing now I could reach the surface,
And live my second life with purpose.
I do not feel anymore pains,
As the blood stops running through my veins.
All I see now is black,
Except the sound of a tiny crack.
And for a moment I can see,
I can see a baby eagle just like me.