Take Flight

Pitting me against myself
Crashing waves
It’s an old story
You using your might
In an attempt to drag me down
While I use my might
In an attempt to lift you up

There comes a point
Where I’m worn out from
And bored by
The struggle
And I let go
Of you the vision the glorious possibilities
And you fall into the inferno
Shouting regrets and apologies
All the way down

As I shut out the cries
Lift my sights
Up to the skies
And finally
Finally
Take Flight

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