Fly High My Sinda
FLY HIGH MY SINDA
Fly high my SINDA, your wings have been broken for too long
Buried down beneath the surface with air in my lungs but no fight to heal my SINDA
I am buried under the earth but my flesh is walking on the surface smiling down at my broken SINDA
My flesh stomps a little harder when my SINDA finds a little piece of strength to begin healing
Fly high my SINDA, your wings have been broken for too long
In the war room, words of power go up and shot back down to assist in healing my SINDA
As soon as the words of power created a crack that only my offspring of my SINDA can get through
With four words spoken to my SINDA the healing began, feeling each broken piece getting put back in place
Buried down beneath the surface with air in my lungs, I could not detach my wings to heal alone
My wings and I move as one and fight as one, if my SINDA has to suffer through then so does the flesh
Offsprings of my SINDA do not leave my side especially when the healing gets too hard to bare
On one accord we all say FLY HIGH MY SINDA, YOUR WINGS HAVE BEEN BROKEN FOR TOO LONG
-Shalequa J
About this poem
During this journey of recovering from my mental illness( major depression and sever anxiety) I have taken on writing when my thoughts are racing. This poem depicts what I feel on some of my hard days when I need to give MY SINDA( my rescue) a little push.
Written on June 26, 2023
Submitted by Nicole.jones156 on June 26, 2023
Modified by Nicole.jones156 on June 26, 2023
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Quick analysis:
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Characters | 1,105 |
Words | 232 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 12 |
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