'Kill them before they slay you'
It's okay, darling
Don't be afraid of the fire
The dragons make me jump off the cliff
Knowing men don't grow wings
Make me drink pain
And breathe it out on paper
Darling, the dragons make me fly
Beyond the mountains, my father always talked about
Across the seas that were not meant to be crossed
If I could just tame them, but
You don't drive the dragons, they drive you
I've seen wars and made caged flight in the past
But have you known freedom, darling?
I know its price
They eat me alive, but it doesn't hurt
I am free as the ink
It is when the dragons wrestle and bleed
I choose to burn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem