i will fly

life just seems to

free fall

around me 

as i sit in the passenger seat

watching 

someone else write 

my

story.

i kick my heels

and strain against

the dirt 

piling up against me

can’t  

won’t

don’t 

want to

grip onto these shackles;

they wind round

my wrists

and 

keep me captive.

i am frozen

in this picturesque

scene

i can’t escape.

my palms –

they collide

with the outside world

i cant

seem to step 

inside.

 

but it is here

that i

realise

that i might

loose my mind

if i don’t choose my path;

i’m trying to

realise

that i’m trying

to live inside a

world others have

created

for me.

and it’s alright

to stroll down a different path

where my vision

shows me fiery sunsets

and rays

of hope.

 

hope

that i can

grow my wings

and

learn to love

myself

for i am

majestic;

i am powerful

in the way

i allow

belief, resilience, courage

to all flow

through my veins.

i will fly

and i will reach

the place my heart

yearns to call

home.

 

this post is a result of my best friend, who i shall call call the mysterious one, till i come up with a better name, for now. he gave me a challenge. he sent me the following three photos and told me to write something linking them all together. and the above is what happened. i’d like to thank him for supporting me in being creative x