
All I know is that I know nothing,
I am awash with contradicting words and emotions,
Adrift, I long to fly,
But cannot will the wind beneath my feet,
If I tore myself away,
From all that tethered me,
To the Earth, to my cage,
If I broke free of my chains,
Of the nagging voice in my head,
Would I stop dreaming of power,
Of strength and purpose,
And finally feel it for myself?
If I left it all behind,
Could I seize the skies?
About the Creator
Samantha Smith
I am an aspiring author, who also has too much to say about random books and movies.


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