Flying high in the air,
My wings spread open wide,
All can see me,
I am not afraid to hide.
Outbursts of cries,
Falling on deaf ears,
No one seems to care,
No one can seems to hear.
Out of control,
I keep climbing higher,
Challenging the winds,
Full and inspired.
I can go on for hours,
Even days on end,
Then I will get tired,
I will spiral and spin.
No one seems to notice,
As I begin to fall down,
Full of anxiety,
As I crash towards the ground.
Who will come and save me,
From this undesirable domain,
When my mind gets all crazy,
When I feel the manic of insane.
The words spoken in prayers,
Give me enough energy to fight,
I safely land on the ground,
And everything’s all right.
A few warriors You called,
To be my voice on this path,
Have been heard by You,
I am back to safety at last.
Uttering from Jenn's Pen 