Poetry

be still my beating heart
calm yourself she says

i cant

everyday of my life:
controlled
and told
what to do...

im done with this life
reborn, i have been

my wings are stiff with the frost
of his now still heart

i could try to fly now
but...
what if i fall?

...that's a risk im willing to take

no longer will i live my life
scared
and untrusting

don't worry about me
i can take care of myself now