Tomorrow is another day.

A breathless ache pressed down on her
When voices heard to capture life
Accepting not what is said of her
Idealistic paradise created in her mind

She flew away, a wounded wing bled
She pressed ahead despite the pain
Longing for a new home to nest
Her tired and weary feathers rest

Above the blue sky clear
She felt the sun warm her cold tears
Hoping faith will cure her fears
Peace restored in her pierced heart

Voices linger in her world around
She flies with others not her kind
Sharing not the seeds of life within
Bringing forth rebirth of joy

She stills her voice lamenting in her heart
Finds flight outside the shell that walks
Silently, boldly hears words spoken
Reminding her of her heart broken.