Fly like an eagle

Fly like an eagle
soar like a bird
fly through the night
and never be heard

i sit all alone
repeating these words
as i sat and watched
all the beautiful birds

these words were comforting
urging me to go on
i ran them through my head
whenever something was wrong

but when i had a bad day
i was really really sad
the words didn't help
because my depression was too bad

i took a knife and sliced my skin
and ended my life that day
because i couldn't go on
living that way

at my funeral my mother got up
and started to talk
trying so hard not to collapse
because she was so distraught

fly like an eagle
soar like a bird
fly through the night
and never be heard

my poor precious eagle
can now soar like a bird
she was trying to call out
but no-one ever heard

above the mourning people
up high in a tree
an eagle sat watching
that eagle was me

i don't know why i wrote this, i just thought of the phrase and wanted to write a poem about it. i know its not very good but please comment!!!!