Poetry for people who could use a little kindness

Wounded

When you found me
I was a wounded bird
So broken I couldn't fly

You nurtured me
showed me how
to spread my wings

When I was better
I flew around your house
and tried to fly away

But you panicked
stopped me from leaving
with no remorse

If you had let me go
I would've come back
Not anymore though

I broke out and flew away
Free to be who I am
Free to be me

No one will hold me down
No one will stop me
As I fly away

Into my bright, beautiful Sky

#Poetry #SelfCare

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