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A/N: This idea came to me one day out of nowhere. So I wrote. It's short, but I think that making it longer would have destroyed the original idea .I'd love to know what you think, therefore response is appreciated. I do not read minds and I want to know your opinion on this. So Without further ado:

I'll Touch the Sky

I think if I stretch high enough, I think I'll touch the sky

It may just be bright sun's daze or the blur of passing time

It may be great pain's blaze but I think I'll touch the clouds if I dare try

Maybe it's a dream, for it is horrid yet sublime

I would love for it to end, for my soul to be free

And yet I'm happy in the misty haze of clouds

The pain remains intense, and thirst and hunger will not flee

But I've flown where I can't feel, I see the world through shrouds

I feel familiar eyes, they call me back to life

To the world I must return, I have not dared to fly

And in that well known gaze I see nothing but strife

I think I feel the tears, but it's so unlike me to cry

He knows not what to do, this chain can't be undone

Escape I am denied, there's no release but death

I try to tell him, 'just end my pain and run'

I hope he understands, I cannot speak but I wait for my last breath

Decision in his eyes, the bright sword flashes high

I wait for death's sharp blow, as cold steel falls through air

All I wish is to be free, now is my time to die

Instead, bright metal slices through trapped flesh with care

And I find my body in the steady arms of flight

And in the throes of pain, I wonder if I dream-but the blood is real

I'm held against warm skin, in an embrace a little too tight

In the midst of all, I find I barely feel

My bleeding form goes numb, as powerful wings beat

And in this state I know, all I must do is try

All I must do is reach, my hand and sky shall meet

I know if I stretch high enough, I know I'll touch the sky

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this, and please do review.