I've always,
Always
Envied them.
The ones with the wings.
Angels, Devils, Dragons, Griffons
the Phoenix, the Pegasus and many more.
I envied their freedom, independence,
Possible of escape from the stress, the pressure, the anxiety,
The troubles of life.
Reality.
Unlike I.
Bounded to my responsibilities, commitments,
Duties.
Why must I be caged by the evil called,
Actuality.
Where is the fairness in this cruel world?
Nowhere.
There is no such thing.
I wish I had the wings.
The wings of flight.
To take me away from this world.
This brutal, barbaric, bloodthirsty,
Vicious, greedy, sadistic,
Abominable, merciless, pitiless, heartless
Inhumaine.
World.
I do not deserve this.
I do not want this.
I do not need this.
I wish I had the wings.