Clipping My Wings

Clipping My Wings

I flew above clouds

To see sunshine

To touch clouds

To love the wind

While I flew

Up and above 

The wind turned sour

The sunshine darkened

The clouds faded

My wings were strong

But all the sights

That I used to love

Were lost, tarnished

The breaths in me 

Turned heavy

The blood in me

Was iced

I felt numbing

All I loved

Is now just a memory

A dream I saw in past

It seem now

I have no other choice

Than clipping my wings

So I may survive

The burden of my loss