Freedom is writing, imagination and dreaming for me..
So sit with me, I dont bite..
Hear the story of how you set me free from my chains.
They say the mind is our own worst enemy, "Dont think too much" My friends would ramble on as I write vigorously on the first page of a brand new journal.
I look at them as imbeciles, they think too little to not question all of whats around them.. or to ignore it!
Right about now the clock strikes 8AM and I shall be off to my bus for school.
the way his eyes light up In the darkest of spaces.. His soft silky hair.. His voice, and the way he looked at me for the first time. I'm in love
Its running late, and its 40 below today.. the cold is getting through to my core..
His arms holding me as I cry In the house that built me.. the house that destroyed my inner most child.and created a beast.. he warms me, though its 2 below in my room..and though theres an empty hole in my chest
30min go by.. still no bus. My lips are blue, I can see them reflecting in the busted side mirror of an old junker chevrolet out front. Ill wait a little longer. The cold is at about a 5/10 right now "I got this." And I do..
I'm starting to burn up In his embrace.. His love so powerful any ice within my chest Is melted at an instance. All the world around us melts.. we float on this broken spring mattress into the mystic of our soul connection.
An hour goes by. Im sure the fact is relevant to you that I won't be going to school today, but to me theres still hope.. so i gather sticks and rocks beneath the hardened packed snow and get a fire going for myself out here, "maybe there's an accident"
What is it to be saddened or upset? Dont you remind me. Right now beside his body, skin on skin, soul on soul, I feel naked. Hes held me so tight today that hes bannished my troubles of the past.. melted my inner most glaciers. He warms this heart of mine, connects to my soul, and together we dance among the stars in spirit.
The fire blazes this morning. No idea the temp, or time- I'm warm out here. Thats all that matters. If I go inside the house I'll have to dream like I'm dead, so sit with me.. so I can imaine my dream mans dialogue to all to be said..
(But theres no fire flickering right now, it's all in my head. I'm battling my demons with my dreams. Dont wake me today please. Let me be with my lovers, be with my friends.. let me be free with the memory of him)