Calamity of yourself'

Hold on to your feet
Stretch your arms towards the sky
Close your eyes
And feel the rhythm of your heart
The ups and downs of your head
Play a sweet tune in the background
And just feel the freedom
Your heart shall  feel the pride
The pride of being a free bird
Your soul should feel the escape
The escape from gloominess
You should fly away into the sky
OH free bird,
Fly,
Fly away.

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741