A thousand thoughts running through my head,
Hoping that they had gotten away,
Wishing that they had left me for dead,
For how can I stay here, growing old and grey???
I search the skies, looking for clues they got nearer,
Like a cry of distinction,
A flap of their wings!
It's all I can do to sit in this place and wait...
Wait for them
As they had once waited for me,
I let them down, but if they just came and see!
If they saw me know,
Once so strong and proud,
Standing here with no wings to show,
And no more hopes,
All my wishes have been wished away.
As I stand upon the cliff edge,
Look down to the rocks below,
I realize that I can end all of it.
With one little push,
I eat my heart away.
And fling myself from land as I realize,
Without my wings I cannot fly,
But I don't care.
I do this anyway.
And release all the sorrow and pain that
That they gave me when they left.
The grounds getting nearer, there's no backing out,
So with full force, I cry out there names.
Soon I'll be with them, the Flock reunited again.
And I welcome the thing I once feared…
I welcome the memories, for soon I will see them…
Again.
-Max, after the Flock died. She commits suicide.