The last of my kind
There’ll be no more after me
I’m a flightless bird
With useless wings
Dumb and wild and free
Take a good hard look
At what you’ve done to me

On display
In my solitary incarceration
I pace in circles
So the camera will see
Look at my stripes fade
Take a good hard look
At what you’ve done to me

I had no fear of anyone
‘til you got ahold of me
The moon shone through the trees
A spotlight in my final serenade
No brothers left
And there’ll be no more after me

This poem has been a product of the combined efforts of myself and the lovely prrtybrd

2% happy
2% loved
6% lonely
10% just gave up
10% ******
10% bracelets
10% gloves
9% irritated
20% doesn't give a ****
10% has nothing to say
4% stays silent
1% knows its better this way
3% hates you
3% hates me
?% is emo
that (?%) is Me...

See Seesaw Sea,
Swing in ecstasy
Rhythmic tides,
Rhyming strokes
Soothing breeze,
Pleasing nodes
Surfing banks,
Boxing waves
Tiding ebbs,
Ebbing tides
Unabated buzz,
Ferry minds
Merry crowds,
Downing sun
Cooling beach,
Evening dawns
Immolating sun,
Immortal journey

On double shift,
Off side wakeup call,
On side adieu  
Pushed up moon as a parting gift
On alighting night
Good oh the heavens!
Kudos to the Ocean Park.

LOVE    { Lu - huv }  

-Giving someone the ability
to destroy your heart
but trusting them enough
not to do so...