A Black Bird

I dream of a bird.
A black bird.
That's what i am.
A black bird whose wings are broken.
Who the other birds have lost faith in because i cannot fly.
The sky has harden.
I flap my wings and soar.
It hurts so bad.
It hurts to be free.
I cannot take it anymore.
I scream.
I fall.
I fall to the ground.
The sky has darken.
The gray clouds roll in.
The thunder roars.
Lightning strikes.
The sky shakes.
With little hope.
I crawl.
I hear a voice.
It whispers don't look back.
But do and i hate it.
I cannot see.
I try to look forward but i am blinded by the fear behind me.
And i fall.
I fall into a hole and climb to a ledge.
The hole fills up with water no blood it is filling up thick blood.
Lightning strikes then thunder comes no not thunder it screams.
The hole is filling up.
I am going to drown.
I feel comfort and warmth rising in my heart.
And i do not scream i sing.
I sing beautifully.
The blood is up to my neck i try to finish my song but i am choking.
I gasp for air.
My lungs burning.
I close my eyes inhale and die.