Wings of Mine.

I will sing.
I will dance.
I will renew me.
Or I will sink.
Or I will lose (more) balance (than I already did)
Or I will forget beauty.

Let me fly, let loose, let go, unleash
It is hurting.
I know you cannot see, but please set me free
I am falling.
What you have in mind for you to make my wounds re-open?
I am going insane.

Inane.
-  it is all I wish
- everything I always wanted someone (not just) to listen
In flames.

These wings in me,
So filled with stories to tell around the bonfire one day
Allied with love, dreams and
All the lust present in me.
These wings are made to fly.
Goodbye, chains, goodbye.

(at least for one night, until I am back on the fight)