posted on Aug, 10 2012 @ 01:46 AM
"May I leave?"
I keep asking myself every day. I feel old, as If my very soul,
is bereft of the very possibility. I can sense the daylight, the air,
the known ability's, I possess.
This Journey, I have burnt into my psyche,feels.......right.
But the constant gnawing, and hunger to be free, posses me, like...
I don't know. There is no way to describe it. Instinct, Karma.
I have this dream of being something else.What I was, and what I am....
Oh... even those questions, cant break this feeling to be free. I must leave !
I MUST !
It is time..........
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