Alright, I decided to step way out of my comfort zone and write something genuinely happy and lighthearted.

A hundred feet up

I'm flying.

I don't know how

Or why

Or when.


But glittering feathers

I grasp on

And powerful wings

Alter the winds.


If this is a dream,

I have no intentions

Of waking up.


Not now,

Not ever.


I soar

Through the clouds,

Through the heavens.


Free as a bird;

I'm free as a bird.

I am a bird

Borrowing wings.