Guardian of Mortals
Soaring all through the night sky
Feeling the rush of the wind all around me
Feeling the wind blowing through the feathers of my wings
My wings are tattered from the many wars I have battled
Some lost, some won
I soar through the night sky, looking down at the city
Remembering all the heart breaks that I have seen
Thinking of all the challenges that I have seen life bring, but knowing that they only make me stronger
Some see me as beautiful
Some see me a dangerous
Still others see me as nothing
Not all can see me
Not all understand who I am
Only a select few can see and understand that I am a Guardian of The Mortals
While I am Immortal