Once upon a time, I ripped the wings from my spine. Cast out and banished from my haven, I was forced to remove my only reminder that I once belonged. Tearing them from my back I left them on the forest floor and ran to my piteous future. Living in the shadows, I watched in silence ,the joyful people of the world. Hungry to see the happiness I couldn't have. Within my somber mind I cried out for my beloved wings and for the loneliness in their stead. These humans took their merriment for granted. Not realizing what a treasure they had in their insatiable hands. Each passing minute my existence became more of a challenge to sustain. Finally, I could go on no longer, for the exertion on my soul was too much to bear. I with my last steps, retraced the path my forsaken my beloved wings. Lying on the mossy ground, I them held close. I let out my last breath, with a sweet smile playing at my lips.