Done Asking Why Poem by Chantal Lammerts

Slowly the river moves,
High mountains down,
Away from me,
Deep enough to drown.

Not a word to say,
Not a move to make,
Shaking my head in disgrace,
Why, for heaven's sake?

The river leads me,
She calls my name,
Never leaves me alone,
Still, I feel the same.

Mountains, higher than I've ever seen,
No way through, nor around,
I'm imprisoned, nature holds my bars,
Quietly I sit, listening to the familiar sound.

Bound to rules,
I dropp a stone,
Softly it hits the ground,
As I've sadly always known.

Further up the mountains,
An eagle flies by,
My heart skippes a beat,
I'm done asking why.

On top of the hill,
I take a deep breath,
Freed from my heavy chains,
I'm not afraid of death.

Closing my eyes, I jump down,
Hearing the call of my brand new friend,
I spread my wings and fly away,
The wings that Freedom has kindly send.



a/n: my father first thought it was about suicide, but don't worry! haha, it's not, definitely not. Hope you liked it