Don’t be a dead man walking.
No need to be a sitting duck.
Don’t be down on your luck.
No need to be feeling bad
when you miss all the things
you wish you could have back.
Don’t stare at your reflection
for too long. Change it up.
No need to replay the song.
Move on. Wake up and look
alive. Buy the ticket and enjoy
the ride. Know when to show
and when to hide. Look alive.
No need to slip into the night
when we can just take flight.
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.
When I take flight,
I start to feel alright.
Flying high is scary
When I lose sight
of the light
as day turns night.
It’s frightening
not knowing
where you’re going,
whether or not
the weather is showing:
Whether or not
the wind is blowing:
Whether or not
the waters are flowing.
Flying away today,
I take off
into the abyss.
I am the only one
with a ticket.
I fly away
to a place most miss
to show others
why we should risk it.
I wave goodbye
as I enter the sky.
I fly one last time
as day turns night.
IN YOUR DREAMS POETRY 