My Broken Wings Ii - Scattered Feathers Poem by NikoRu Bathory

I finally find a place to rest my wings on
It's not the place I've been looking for, though
It's just a small yet pretty isle.

I sit and I look back, to my path
and I saw my feathers, scattered.
Some flew, some drown.

I want to collect them back,
I really really really want to,
but as we know, I can't.

The wound is closing,
yet will leave a scar.
I touch it and turn my head.

My wings are still broken.
Regret I have not,
The pain I feel not,
Sadness, madness, I forgot.
For my only destination is there,
beyond this blue sea,
beneath that blue sky.

I will go on,
I have to...