- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Flight
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Boarding the plane of life
I take my seat
Buckle in for the flight
White knuckles grip the seat
Time for take off
We lift off the ground
My stomach in my throat
Ears deafened by the sound
Turbulence is rough
The sky is dark as night
The sun is hidden from view
Not a glimpse of blue in sight
The pilot speaks on the intercom
Tries to calm my nerves
Tells us it will be alright
But still I am unnerved
My heart is pounding in my chest
Fear races through my veins
Lights flash before my eyes
Panic seeps into my brain
The oxygen masks drop
My fears solidify
My life flashes before my eyes
Today I may die
The flight is one of terror
The horror etched upon the sky
I wait for flames to take me
As I openly begin to cry
The visions that I see
Of the life that I have lived
Bring me to my knees
As I try desperately to forgive
Forgive all those who have wronged me
Those who have hurt me
Those who have betrayed me
Those who have broken me
Forgiveness can't be found
The hate is too strong
The tears stain my face
Tragedy is how this ended all along
My destiny is sealed
I resign myself to my fate
Huddled within myself
The end I await
This is life
The flight always has to end
We have our ups and downs
No reason to contend
I cry out for a second chance
For a chance to ease the strife
I cry out for something better
On this flight that is life
- COMMENTS
kemanderover 10 years agoWe are all kindergarteners on this bus.
None of us will ever learn to drive it,
Let alone control it's path.
None of us will get off it alive.
LesseloovesPeterover 10 years agoLife is an airplane, I wanna fly it all life long...or not...though without turbulence, how could we appreciate the best weather?
