flying

,, I used to fly as high as the eagles in the sky.
But I started getting lower as the time flew by.
I use to fell as free as the birds in the wild.
But I got more and more heavier by the weight of my own guilt.
I used to sing as much as nature loves to do.
But I was silent more and more as I got closer and closer to the truth.
I used to be happy as happy one can be.
But I started losing it when more nightmares were hunting my dreams.
I felt loved I felt neded I felt like I found my place.
Now I only fell pain misery and disgrace.
Is it me or so one else stands before you today?
That's something that really only You can say... "