posts may be coming slower cuz school's starting, but i'll try my best!
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Freedom
Freedom is a bird, soaring over trees and clouds
The gentle caress of wind under it's wings
Adrenaline pumping as it dips to catch the warm sunrays
Its feathers skimming the surface of the sea as it glides towards an endless sky
Freedom is a river, flowing down hills and mountains
Crashing on rocks and bouncing into the air
Sliding between pebbles smoothed with the water's touch
Flowing, splashing into lakes and oceans, continuing down its constant, repeated path
If only I could feel freedom like this
Forever, infinite, without a clear end
But instead I pour my heart out through words
Constantly craving something more
And I suppose that's why we write
To fill holes emptied by a lack of true freedom
YOU ARE READING
Letters To No One
PoetryA poetry/journal book for me so I can get my feelings onto somewhere and not drown in them :D TW: implied suicidal thoughts, body dysmorphia, and possibly others (you've been warned) Don't let other opinions alter your reality ;) Published: Jul 28...
