Captivity

I am happy, can’t you tell?
I am provided for.
Food appears,
toys and water too.
See how I play?
Or try to at least.
I am allowed out,
a very long leash
some would say.
Just as long as I
check-out thoroughly before,
check-in whilst out,
and when I’m about to return.
Safety first.
We would not want
me running loose,
the world is very big
they tell me,
full of sharp-tooth predators,
I know.
Just once,
or maybe for forever,
I would love to breathe in
air that isn’t borrowed.
I would love to be considered
“free range”.
Lucky cows.

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Why Chasing?

Why is the cliché
“Chasing your dreams”?
Why is it not
“Falling for your dreams”?
We chase, trip, and get lost
In love. 
But we fall in our dreams. 
For when you fall,
You have to pull, scrap,  and climb
Your way back up.
And only then are your dreams realized.

Braver

You are braver than you know.

Wiser than you think.

Stronger than your body.

More patient than…no, you need to work on that.

Your faith my waiver, but you always know there home is.

Your inner beauty is what creates your outer beauty.

You are a sublime outcast of my own design,

made to blend, but never belong.

You belong to me.

I AM who makes you all of the above.

I love you.

Not Worth It

Comparing

for what?

There is no comparison

Where words will not reach.

Bridges exist

solely because of the whispered sketches

of the mind.

Empty and shallow role models

are pictures of ancient statues,

one-dimensional mimics of a

history that so desperately wishes

to have all it’s former glory,

with none of the effort.

The greatest achievement,

the greatest life,

would be one that others strive to emulate.

One full of light, hope and love;

not hatred, bitterness, and frivolousness.

This could very well be

the rambling dream of a

bubble-headed girl,

who needs to learn the imperativeness

of normalcy and logic.

Not worth it.

Road Work Ahead

It is
           The long blank stare in the mirror
            The fear – excitement sandwich
            The need for new when all you     want is the comforting old

It is
          The culmination of progressive decisions
           The letting go of stifling fear disguised as logic and sensibility

It is
           Chucking the “what if” out the plane window, diving out of that plane, and racing it to the ground

It is
           The first leap of many
           The cup of coffee before a full days work

It is
           The peace of speechlessness in the presence of a beautiful moment
           The power of a war cry
           The strength of releasing control
           And the courage to stand up and relentlessly work for it.

It is
           Following your dreams.

That Familiar Road to the Unknown

It is a pulling sensation,

not unlike magnets

being drawn to each other.

The only difference,

I do not know what I

am being drawn to.

I can only see that

invisible tether

in the form of highways.

A vision that is so familiar

to me,

and yet now,

I feel as if I have never seen

a road before.

I know

the destination,

but have no idea

where I’m going.

Fill ‘er up boys,

this is going to be

one hell of a ride.