My heart longs to be free from this life.
To become a wild thing again.
My heart longs to shut out the hurt,
And learn to dance in the rain.
My lips ache to be kissed just once.
They ache to openly speak.
My lips ache reject the pain,
That is keeping my body weak.
My soul burns to climb the mountains,
To feel the eagle soar.
My soul burns to soak in the wildness
From now to
Published on August 10, 2015 20:45