Oonchay Dost

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We bulit the tree house together. Nail by nail, step by step, toy by toy. It was our world. And we were there. Always. We were gonna be that way. Up with the birds. Learning to fly.

Until the wolves came in. They huffed and they puffed. And that is when I found out they had already learnt to fly. And flew they did. High and away. Leaving me wondering what to do. Until the house we had built crumbled down. All the colors destroyed. The sunlit memories now dust, trying to escape my mind. But that's just it. the broken house is engraved in my memory-these eyes have seen too much.

And I gave in. To the wolves. They own me now. While I hear the wind carry silent whispers, telling me they're out there in the mountains. With the moon, the sun and all the colors they need and love. While I am stuck in this Darkness. And I do what they tell me to. Alone. Waiting to escape.

But it's too late to expect them to flap their freedom, put it at stake, and free me.