After Wings

It’s cold,
It’s wet,
dark.
The walls are closing down on me
I’m trapped, wrapped so tight.
My wings are crushed
The wing of freedom
Motionless
Waiting
In this world turned upside down
Where all inside is unclear.
I’m hanging
by what feels
like the final thread of innocence.
Layer
After layer
I’m afraid
Of all I don’t understand.
I struggle
Through
What seemed a life time,
Finally
The day arrived…
Light pierces through the darkness
I freely stretch my wings
My wings of freedom
No longer dangling
by that silken thread.
Letting the freedom
camouflage my heart
I fly,
no longer trapped
Like a flower
in the sky.