Drifting
I’m drifting , ever so swiftly away
Like a feather in the wind
Effortlessly becoming part of yesterday
Being swept from the present
Being embraced by tomorrow
Being drained of my essence
And refilled with only sorrow
My fears they travel with me
Such a burden they’ve become
What I once thought as few
Has rose to many more than one
Every ever lasting moment
Haunts the hallways of my mind
And instead of admitting defeat
With tears in my eyes I say I’m fine
As I float the wind course changes
First going slow , then moving fast
Inside my chest my heart beat rages
I can’t seem to escape my past
And though I’m but just a feather traveling amongst a gust of wind
I can’t help but still feel hopeful that one day a bird I will emerge as once again.