suffocating, smoggy air fills my lungs
groggy people drag themselves to work
heavy eyelids attempt to stay open
city fever consumes me
i long to escape
i ache to be somewhere else
i remember rolling green hills
snow-capped mountains
pine trees exploding from the earth
crisp, fresh air
untouched by the filthy city
giddy hiking with the sunrise
long, quiet walks
dew on flora that dampen my hair and skin
birds serenading me a i explore the dense forest
wind blowing back my hair as i ride on the back of a shimmering stallion in the heat of the evening
this is where i belong
i wait impatiently for summer
waiting to be taken back to this paradise once more
waiting to be taken back to the mountains