Fly
Raven in a gilded cage.
Imprisoned within the confines of mortality
She longs to spread her wings and fly
Blood and tears cascade down her ebony feathers.
Lonliness and fear consume her,
clawing at her mind.
She drowns in emotions concealed,
Hidden from the world.
Her icy prison shatters and she sings,
one more haunting lullaby,
Salvation her only plea.
Two hands cradle her trembling form,
whispering words of love.
Violet meets emerald,
And as the sun rises from its slumber,
The raven flies.