I find myself drawn to pictures of Hazey forests, and people running away.
To feel as free as those people are is what I long to experience.
To resist my urges to leave behind anything holding me back.
Is the most impossible struggle I've faced.
To go to those lakes where the poets went to die, to explore snowy forests, and to wander through meadows.
Is what I need to feel free.
10/11/23 // Inspired by "The Lakes", "Gold Rush", and "Marjorie" by Taylor Swift
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A Ballad Of Poetry
PoesiaPoems I've written whether it's recent or old, Soft and Warm, Or Angsty and Cold.
