[DarkForbidden-Love]

Winged

I may be grounded now,
But eventually I'll be free,
I'll fly through the sky and leave you all behind,
The world will be mine,
To see and dream about,
I know I'll never fly,
But it nice to dream,
Of flying once on wings.

And this one I found from three years ago. It says something when your poetry style has not changed in three years. It was a school poem about your mind.

Not Yours

The fading lights,
The flashing darkness,
The booming flares,
They are part of my world
Not yours,
Please, don't pry,
My mind is already fractured,
My thoughts unraveled,
Not for you to pry,
Do you really want to know,
What twisted thoughts are mine?
Consider you options and choose,
Because once chosen you can't unlearn.
Remember my mind,
It hold my darkest fear,
My inmost desire,
And my sickest thoughts,
And a few happy memories...
Do you really want to see it?