Wings And Flying In Fear

There she sat clutching
her bag, her hands cold
from nerves of fear, trying
to be within, and still without
the safety she once new.

Her heart could go any minute
before she touches the ground
her life would have gone wrong,
knowing death was meant for her
someday.

Yet she pursued she had flown
before nothing was going to stop
her. Every trip was also meant
to be, and her life was made to
fly just like walking, driving we die.

She was unstoppable in what
capable willing to fly, after all
she had been through in life,
no doubts was on her mind.
This was her destiny defied.