Wounded bird.

[TwinkLes]

Flying free among the trees and clouds.
Life is everything around me.
Smiling at the passing world....

...darkness
Awake in a pool of my own blood.
To tired of even lift my head....
to see the trees.... and clouds... and sun.
Just the cold ground under my wounded heart.

So I just lie here in wonder,
if the world will ever notice
the wounded bird.