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Canyon Stone Red

She broke up with her life;

Now she's tracing her own path
creating a new one
along the way.
Walking away
all on her own
with nothing except
the worn out backpack
she had since she was fifteen.
The wall over her bed
used to be full of polaroid pictures
of where she planned to go
Wanderlust had always been a part of her.
But now she has no destination
The road is her only goal;
Surviving this journey
will be the greatest trophy .
Her closet used to be full of hipster tees and dark colored beanies
and ripped jeans;
But her only wardrobe now is
the shirt wrapping her in recklessness
and the jeans stained
with restless dirt.
Her room back then was tumblr worthy
Reflecting a rebellious teen;
Now she has the open sky as her only ceiling
And "don't fuck with me" written on her face.
One could say she was desperate for attention
or just plainly crazy
But that monotonous routine
drove her insane;
Broke her almost in half
like a stallion who has the freedom
in his blood
and shall never be pursued.
Whenever one adventure comes to an end
she's ready for the next;
A roller coaster of romance
and two shots of whiskey
just aren't enough.
Her feet need to feel the ground
until the edge of the world
forces them to make a stop;
Her tongue needs to taste the water
that flows and springs and falls and crashes
no matter if sweet
or salty like tears.
But for now
she walks the line
of the desert highway
away from her old home
with the red stones
as the gate to her new
never ending life.