A Feather Tale

Adorned by her feathers, she was white and new

Offered not of free will but was given to you

You tried to hold on as she tried to break free

If you’d have let go, she might have come willingly

Instead you kept coming, grabbing at her

You wanted to pet her feathers like fur

When she did not want to obey

You made sure that she had to stay

You took away her feathers so she could not fly

She could not leave no matter how hard she would try

You did not care and ate her whole

You ruined her and took her soul

Her feathers that you shed

Lie at the foot of the bed

They serve as a reminder of the warmth she once claimed

That you took away, so now she feels ashamed

You are to blame for the tears that she cries

You don’t see it because you avert your eyes

But she cries by herself with to the help you don’t send

Whatever your first intentions, you hurt her in the end