On the skin.... it is just a test

On the skin, there lies wounds that may never be healed…
 wants and needs not fulfilled…

A soul that is probably already killed…..
 with an enemy lurking that is perfectly skilled

Able to lay away for the perfect timing…
 wait for the attack as feelings and emotions, with finally a sense of total excitement are continually climbing

To heights unknown by any man, woman, nor child…
 yet the stench from the garbage of yesterday surfaces at will, while being covered by confusion and lies from the wild

Even though those ties have been broken….
 How can it rest when it is constantly being spoken?

Trust issues arise…. Things will never be the same…
 regardless how much leverage is gained

A seed has been planted, and the bush began to grow…
 there is nothing that can be done with that, except to wait and to be shown

What place is this that I sit and wait…
 Do not tell me this is where you belong as you slowly operate by hate

There are several places that you feel you must be….
Stop wasting your time if you feel you must be free

Go now birdy take your last flight….
 Go as far as you can, as you reach new heights

Just promise that place where you left your eggs…
 that you will not return, use your wings not your legs

God has given you that ability to lift off and fly…..
please do not look back, and I will not ask why

Little birdy you have escaped so much harm in your past….
 Fly away little birdy, you are free alas.

No more harm will hold you down never more….
 Go in peace and  explore ever more, forever more….

To sit at the top of the tree is usually the safest place…
to sit and chill with no haste

But just fly little birdy and find  your place in life…
 stay away from the storm, it will only cause strife

As you fly to your destination, find a safe haven to rest…..
 you are still at your  beginning stage, and this is just a test…..