Secrets of the Abyss

I fell to the ground,
Feathers shuffled and red,
An arrow in my wing...
You took me in and tended me.

You visited me each day,
Held me gently and cared for me,
"till I recuperated well.

You admired what you found,
Loved it and treasured it
For a while.

When my wings healed,
You set me forth to fly...
I flew.

In my freedom,
I enjoyed seeing the outside world
With a different eye.

My heart, though joyfully engaging itself in the dance of nature,
Ached for your presence,
In your humble abode -
I flew back right to your doorstep.

My loyalty to you is incomparable,
I wove to your satisfaction...
Supported you in every way.
But you became selfish and ungrateful.

You made me to weave more
Now, I am still weaving
About to use the last feather in the thread.
Each feather falling from my very skin...
I love the pain.

Don't open the door...
The sun will hurt my eyes,
The fresh air will dry my skin.
Keep me in the dark,
Where it is moist and sad.
I'd rather stay
Here.
With you.
Forever.