Friday, December 4, 2009

Poemotion

The end is sighted, crosshairs alined, the freedom is tangible, or is it all in my mind...

God what I'd give to be unconfined.

I'd break free and spread wings high.

I'd dare the best to deny my good-bye.

I fly....

Unrestricted.

Unrelenting.

Undiminished.

Uninventing. the way I live. it begins today. sending my restrictions into disarray.

1 comment:

Lily Nightingale said...

This is fantastic. The langugae used is very moving.