The screams all sounded the same, they
were the disdain of her against the world, the
longing
her longing
her-this owl girl who in shame hid her wings
her-this mighty warrior that no one could see because no one had the
magical eyes to see her magical ways, they
just all thought her air headed.
oh, the longing.
the longing.
longing
it was the hellish weeping and gnashing of teeth
such unspeakable madness within her, the mighty owl girl
breathe
just breathe
just say no and
just breathe
breathe through the silent screams,
they all sound the same
they all sound the same in her ears and her mind
the madness!
how long can she survive this longing, and this madness, the
disdain of they to her
it drove her to do things she never thought she would, it
drove her to long
for things she never thought she would
the yelling and the loud sounding voices
screaming insults in her ear
it’s enough to drive anyone mad
She lived this way: chasing small blips of lights
meandering through life in her sea of tears
her madness, she wears it like a cloak upon her shoulders
it keeps her warm at night
it keeps me warm at night and shelters me from the harsh wind and the loud sounding insults
No one comes close
DON’T
DON’T COME TOO CLOSE!
Pieces of silent screams blare in her head
keep it to myself.
no one gives a shit, anyway
this is her past.
she decided to
put on her owl wings
she decided she’d had enough
so she heard the call of a bird girl in the wind, calling her
from lo, that place in the bogs where she did dwell
she heard the call of the bird girl
so she put on her feathers
and flew away
away from the desolation
away from the madness
away from the hell
away, away
she flew away
to the bird girl
who loved her
despite her madness and
painted her wings the colors of the rainbow