Fallen

I once was a bird,
Soaring high above others.
In the Sky, swimming-
Careless to the touch.
Carefree, no problems or worries,
Free, free, free, far away,
Yet still in touch with my own reality.
The day came and went,
The sun set.
The pale blue moon rose.
I reached for the skies no more.
Instead, drowned in the deep blue.
Down, down, down- deep into it,
Until it’s color turned dark coal.
The green pastures were no more,
All around me- coal.
Cold, dense, alone, I suffer the consequence,
And shiver at my downfall.
I cry out-
But no one hears, for I am alone at the bottom of the pit.
Alone, deranged, hurt.
I see a light, tiny yet there.
I energize and reach for it,
Begging to be pulled away.
I start to climb, and here I am.