i chose the horse with the colour of innocence
climbing a mountain to reach stability
and finally seeking a level of security
in which comfort shrouded me like a mother
i rode for hours on end
the dizziness feeding my excitement
playing hide and seek with an eternal headache
struggling to catch my breath running from the sun
phases of unknown latched onto my skin
as i continued to ride for years at a time
hoping i wouldn’t be beckoned into darkness
whilst i drank the sun, droplets falling from my lips
catching up on gossip, trauma and work
that i’d leave to solve itself
endless possibilities was never enough
i mirrored a persona even the devil herself could fall in love with
some people would scream at me to stop
until their voice became sahara
but i chose to listen to whisper of continuity
minority views handing over the baton
i began to grow old on the infinite journey
riding only for the identity stole from bypassers
search caves, hearts and clouds
to overcome losses
my skin became rooted in the designs
flashes of myself fading into blurs
head pounding at the door of the hourglass
with only a grain of sand to build a new home
yearning for true freedom and a force with the power
to replace the shards of my life
i briefly visited escape on my knees
and it tossed me away after kissing my mistakes