Literature
Outer Reaches
I could fly if I wanted to.
But I've been grounded my whole life
for reasons unknown...
As the days pass,
I lie in this bed of my own stagnation.
I look to the sky and cry out in frustration,
and anger, and sadness
as sand falls through
and piles higher around me.
It never ends, it never ends, it never ends...
Let it be known that before I died,
I used the last of my strength to reach for the sky.
My last breath fed the flame
that propelled me upward.
Let it be known that before I died,
I used the last of my strength to send me into the sky!