No Fly Zone

Higher and higher – away we go.
We are flying in a no fly zone.
We have to fly; it’s the only way
home. We can’t let others see
us fly – they might shoot us
out of the air. Who would care?
In the air, no one would dare
to be seen. As frequent flyers,
we have an insatiable desire
that yearns to burn like fire.
They can’t keep us down forever.
Our wings – they could never
sever. We will continue to fly
anywhere we please. So please,
stay grounded and well-rounded.
This no fly zone is our new home:
a time in space we won’t waste.


Midnight Flight

The clock ticks.
It’s almost midnight.
I look at the sky
and I see stars
light up the dark.
I want to be
like them. I want to
take flight – be free.
I get lost looking
at stars. I feel small
when I see the sky.
The clock ticks.
It’s midnight;
I close my eyes.
I see a sky
of my own.
I feel alive
as I take flight
inside my mind.

Another Fall

Every season,
I take another fall.
I climb so high
to plummet down.
I have traveled
to the very top
just to know
how it feels to drop.
I have fallen
when I was all in.
I have fallen
into the deepest pits.
I have fallen
when I tried to live.
I have taken
many falls in my life.
I know how it feels
to
drop
below.
It’s the best feeling
to be high in a sky
where I can fly.
When I take
another fall,
I stand tall.
I get up. I start climbing.
I stand tall.
When I am tall,
the fall is small.

Look Up

Do not stare at your feet
when there is a sky above.
Do not stare and weep
when there is endless love.
Look up and see the sky.
Look at birds dance and sing.
Look up and try to fly.
You deserve everything.
There is a life ahead.
You must get off the ground.
Fly away from all the dread
and away from all the sound.
Look up and chase the sky
before all your dreams die.
Look up and wave goodbye
to me before you fly.

One-Way Ticket

I’m flying high – oh, so high.
Nothing can reach these heights.
I said goodbye to what made me cry
with nothing but blue skies in sight.
I’m flying free – oh, so free.
I feel weightless – oh, so light.
I fly without worry of what I see;
I appreciate my time in flight.
My wings glide and cut up the sky
as all my problems start to die.
I glide through and cut my ties
to enjoy my freedom as I rise.
I am happy with my one-way ticket;
I made sure not to leave without it.
When I’m gone, please sing my song
as I continue writing all my wrongs.