I Think About Running Away Every Second of My Life
To A Sailboat..... I don't mean to hideaway from my current problems. Just.. To somewhere of my own. This part of life holds me in captivity like a caged animal. I want to make like Atalanta, and be wild and free..
I daydream about my escape almost constantly. And in every ending, I'm wearing a gray long dress with wide elbow length sleeves. In the middle are brown feathers. My hair flows down my back... and there I am, barefoot with wet sand rubbing my toes and heels. The ocean is massaging my eardrums like seashells. The real seashells are scattered about, some I've discovered, some I have not. And the sailboat sits in the clean blue ocean. The weather is cloudy but warm... Peaceful. Natural. Me.
I want to travel, learn some stuff, miss some things, explore, do something thrilling, make a few mistakes and let live.
But in this confinement, I can only make SOS calls from home. My mother is my tie-down.. No errors, or I'm dead. No point, if I live dying inside either though...
I daydream about my escape almost constantly. And in every ending, I'm wearing a gray long dress with wide elbow length sleeves. In the middle are brown feathers. My hair flows down my back... and there I am, barefoot with wet sand rubbing my toes and heels. The ocean is massaging my eardrums like seashells. The real seashells are scattered about, some I've discovered, some I have not. And the sailboat sits in the clean blue ocean. The weather is cloudy but warm... Peaceful. Natural. Me.
I want to travel, learn some stuff, miss some things, explore, do something thrilling, make a few mistakes and let live.
But in this confinement, I can only make SOS calls from home. My mother is my tie-down.. No errors, or I'm dead. No point, if I live dying inside either though...
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