Free

He looked above at the sky and felt a yearning he had never experienced before.He wanted to suddenly grow wings and take off towards the heavens.To soar above fields, cities and mountains, to circle the immaculate clouds, to hover over lakes gently touching the water.To feel alive and absolutely free.
He closed his eyes and felt exactly that.For a second or two, until he opened them and looked down, and the cruel reality that was his wheel chair settled in.

Caution

Hush, my little heart, be still.
No need to gallop at her will.

Better stop and think this through,
Else I'll once again be blue.

Revenge

  And it all comes down to a whirlwind of fury, eating away at your very core, drilling through the depths of your soul, leaving behind only ashes...It devours you indiscriminately, without logic or meaning, until nothing is left...