I Am A Caged Bird That Longs To Fly

Personal Stories, Advice, and Support 252 People

    I wish to feel the rain caress my face…cry

    these tears my heart cannot….for in this everlasting heat….my soul will surely burn an fade away….let me cry a song of love…let me dance to the beat of beauty…let me lie with the caress of care…let me fly with my dreams into tomorrow….or let me fall into the deep...
    VenomKissssss VenomKissssss
    31-35, F
    Sep 28, 2014

    Why Do We Cage A Wild Soul

    My spouse had a three legged box turtle a student gave him. He had it in a child's swimming pool this summer. Clean water. Hand fed. Perfect rock and log for sunning. And yet all day every day he swam around the circumference of the pool, looking for a way out. Yesterday the log...
    neversettle neversettle
    36-40, F
    1 Response Sep 3, 2013

    I once felt like this 'cause i've been living

    in the past,i just couldn't get over it..There were and actually still are some things i want to know,i need to know but i just don't let them stop me from living in the present anymore..It feels good sometimes but it's also a weird feeling,especially when i'm wondering if i...
    Rockzanne Rockzanne
    18-21, F
    Feb 7, 2015

    In a land cramped to the breaking lies a cement

    room with no openings, around a locked metal room, around a locked brick room, around a locked cage, around a tiny little locked white room. Inside, the chains around wrists an feet cause the blood to run freely. This tainted heart pumping venom through the veins to keep alive...
    VenomKissssss VenomKissssss
    31-35, F
    Sep 10, 2015

    As a bird therian, I feel stuck,

    like there's a sinking pit of need to move. I don't know how to get rid of this. I felt thrilled when this owl was in my yard, and I love to see small creatures and rodents. I believe I am a barn owl, but I know I am a bird of prey. I can feel these wonderful wings at my back...
    Chazooie Chazooie
    18-21, F
    Feb 6, 2015
    46-50, M
    1 Response Jan 16, 2012

    Clear the glass that is iced over,

    lid so tight on the nothingness inside. A slight twist, a single breath, just a chance.....
    VenomKissssss VenomKissssss
    31-35, F
    Feb 9, 2015

    My love for birds began at a very young age.

    In fact, it was my first word. The story goes that my dad was holding me in my room, looking out the window. As a flock of birds flew by, I pointed at them and said "Bird". Even as a young child, my fondest memory was at my grandparents home in Tennessee, running as fast as I...
    Bird488 Bird488
    26-30, F
    1 Response Jan 11, 2015
    PsychGirl94 PsychGirl94
    22-25, F
    3 Responses Feb 7, 2015
    46-50, M
    2 Responses Jan 15, 2012
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