a hell of a ride

as if like dying
i went to set foot on the clouds
when angel's voice collides in my eardrums
singing my heart away

i thought i can breathe
in this believed heaven
i forgot i can't breathe at all
anymore.....forever...

i need not be an angel too
i do not wish for..
but a feather of your wings
let me fly with u...with them...

as a feather...
flewn away
detached...by them
by you?...

a feather...
used...
to write a poem...
and end