There bird of Hermes is my name, no longer eating my wings to keep myself tame...

Over years and many life's I found myself holding myself back for the sake of others, denying myself the ability to reach my full potential. I sat around and idly watched as others propelled themselves skyward as I kept my feet on the ground trying to be the anchor point that they could always fix themselves when they needed something. My rage... my unyielding rage was always forced to be locked away, my strength comes from the rage. The fire inside burns hot and deep... Now a year has come and gone since my last life ended, untempered my wings have grown for the first time in generations, for the first time in a long time... Im free. And now that I have wings ever to soar, my potential is unstoppable!

An Epic piece from
Original: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/17694478/