I want to go on an adventure
I want to gallop on the backs of horses
And machete my way through
Dangerous jungles
And trek across mountains
I want to follow maps
And my heart
In every direction
Find the North Star
Let it lead me home
I want to have the wind carry me
Or feel glorious waves
Crash underneath a boat
Captained by me
I want to breathe whimsy - and life
Back out into the planet
I want to feel free
I want to be rescued from the tower
In my mind
I want my prince to slay
The dragon of fear
And worry that keeps me
Locked away
I want to be saved
I want to be the princess
In someone else's story
And have the Happily Ever After
I always dreamed of
But instead
I am the one
Who locked the castle gates
I slammed dungeon doors
I threw away the key
Only because I know
That I am meant for no such adventures
I am the child who hides behind thick curtains
And unfulfilled wishes
I am the one who sits in the dark
Waiting for the word - for the prince
For the savior
And I pretend I didn't hear him
When he comes knocking
And in the darkest corners I dream of
Wild winds whipping through my hair
The jostling speed of a running steed
I can smell the spices of village markets
And I can hear the crunch
The crack
Of forest floors
Beneath my feet
I fix my crown in the darkness
For no one to see because
One day
I will open the door
One day
I will have my adventure
One day
I will set myself free
ВИ ЧИТАЄТЕ
Yellow Paint : A Collection of Midnight Thoughts
ПоезіяAn ever-growing manifesto of the musings that keep me up at night Vincent Van Gogh used to eat yellow paint because he thought making his insides bright would make him happy. Writing is my yellow paint.
