M. Evermore

Runaway

I stop

And stare,

Frozen

There is a choice to be made

Thoughts run through my mind

What if…

Maybe…

I don’t know…

But…

Doubts and chaos

Emotions running high

Could I?

I take a step

Light hits me,

Warmth

I see my shadow

It falls farther behind

Walking, skipping, sprinting

There is wind in my hair

Sun in my eyes

I’m laughing,

Gasping

Flying

I feel no pain, no ache

I am higher than the sun,

Lighter than the sky

I am an eagle,

Painted as I dip and dive

I am a cry of life,

A determined soul

I am myself,

A runaway

And I can fly