WARNING: What follows is one of my half-assed attempts at writing poetry. If you have any critiques, please be gentle.

I’ve been wondering lately….
What would it be like to have wings?
To carry that weight
To flex those muscles
Could I actually use them to fly?

I’ve been wondering lately….
What would it be like to be a gargoyle?
To have the heart of an angel,
yet the face of a demon
To protect those who hate me
simply because it’s my nature
Would I be up to the challenge?

I’ve been wondering lately….
What would it be like to be in love?
To have someone in my life
to laugh with me, to talk to me
Just be with me and love what I am.
Could I survive?

I’ve been wondering lately….
What would it be like if no one listened?
To send out the message
yet get no reply
To scream at the top of my lungs
only to be rewarded with silence
How have I survived?

I’ve been wondering lately….
What would it be like to fill this hole in my soul?
To be complete
To know my destiny

I’ve just been wondering.
That’s all….