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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