I want to wander To the outskirts of town Far past what I've ever known
I want to explore the world And not be stuck in this stupid place I've been forced to call "home"
I want to become one with nature Breathing in and out, in and out With the sound of the trees
I want to be stuck in alood Alone with my thoughts, Just me, and the vast open sky
But I'm having trouble finding that place
I need to find comfort And rest for awhile Eventually slip away
I always wonder where to go I'm not quite sure but I know There's somewhere out there for me
I just have to keep searching
Neologism poem - alood - inspired by the German word "waldeinsamkeit" which means the feeling of being alone in the woods, combined the words alone and wood > alood