I gave my all to give you your flight

As the depression sets in I feel the room spin.

What did I ever do to feel this way?

Memories of my past invade my mind.

They haunt as if they aim to torture.

I can't even find the section of my mind that holds our happy memories.

In anger I went in and set the files a flame.

Thinking it would bring pain to you.

But you do not know what it is that I feel.

For I feel like a stone on your path.

One you used, not to conquer but to uplift yourself.

Your spirit now soars.

My flesh caught in your talons as you took off.

As I lay here in my blood.

I don't feel the pain.

Not even the anger that you left behind from your dust.

I look up to the skies.

Hoping to catch a glimpse of you.

But nothing but a lonely feather falls.

It comes close to my wilting frame.

I reach up to grab it.

My arms do not move.

I no longer have the strength to protect you.

A hunter with a gun.

Takes aim.

But I'm already gone.

I cannot protect you anymore.

I role over in my blood.

I try to stand.

He never meant to hurt me.

But I stepped in the way.

The bullet brought me down.

I watched you fly away.

There is no blood now.

I have nothing left to give.

For I gave my all in your flight.