Week Nine. #7: Alisha.
was it this easy all along
to simply just float?
drift away from the slings and arrows of reality
float away from the chains limiting me
around my head and sanity they snaked themselves
turning my broad vision tunnel
but as I soak in the light now prevailing
and gaze at chocolate dipped mountains playing hide and seek
at the blanket of trees being my guard
and the pink candy floss sweetening the sky
it lashes at my dark thoughts
the rain pelting doesn't seem so bad
shrubs on trees no pest, but a plant
my solitude not lonely, but peaceful
myself not an outcast, but a part
the air no longer stagnant
like the torturer it was
moulding me into a copy
of what society labelled me
the chains loosened, finally allowing me to breathe
such crisp, such fresh air
my worries evanescence into the ripples behind
a long lost feeling tags along
simmering around me like a long lost friend
a feeling as good as smelling brownies in the oven
better than coming home on a friday evening
for the first time in what felt like eternity
i broke free of words defining me
and i felt myself again
i felt free
- Alisha, @beautifulhazz
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