I am an Eagle

I am an Eagle, soaring high in the clouds,

looking down on fields of crops, people like ants.

The sun beats down making my wings throb,

I can feel it warming my blood, doing me good,

Nothing can hurt me here, not feeling the pain.

A black spot grows in front of me,

I swerve to avoid it, over and over,

the blackness grows engulfing me, I'm falling!

Plummeting down to earth out of control,

I shout in fear, I don't want to go there again.

I sit up in bed gasping, shaking, what the heck?

Back to reality, not safe, cosseted by dreams.

Dread sets in, cold darkness of eternal winter.

My heart thumps with worry and stress,

what does the day hold, do I have to get up?

The door eases open, a cup of tea love?

I heard you shout, were you dreaming again?

She takes my hand and holds me to her body.

We'll get through this together, one step at a time,

Why don't you put your words, into song or a rhyme.

Paint a picture, talk to others, express yourself

Don't feel so guilty, you're allowed a good time!

We're all family here no one better or worse.

All stepping forwards, so slowly at first.

Now I'm an Eagle, soaring high in the clouds –

best of all I'm not dreaming any longer!