To fly in the voids of a lonely heart,
I outstretch my arms again,
Only to realize,
I have no wings.
And then there is the moth,
Arrested in a cobweb,
It continues to flap its wings,
Relentlessly, helpless!
We both have similar fate,
Neither can fly...yet we try.
Like this heart that ached to say something,
But dies in silence...........
