do you think
the wind blows
for the hell of it,
or because
it tries to run away?
do you think
the river flows
because it wishes for so,
or simply just because?
do you think
the mountain grows
to see better,
or to try
to reach up to the heavens themselves
in search for serenity?
do you think
i should keep going
because my parents wish,
or because i want to?
YOU ARE READING
Spring Mountain Treatment Centre
Poetrydull faces glance out the windows; sitting with their sadness drooping their eyelids they perpetually stare out and away in search for better days.
