I see myself floating away,
through concrete and acrid air
to a place golden with possibility
bathed in indigo
somewhere wet and dark where
leaves drip with honey and
time doesn't exist.
I see myself shedding
ripping away layer by layer every
shred of negativity
growing plump with pure mirth
laughter bubbling up from my gut, glowing
in my cheeks and
through my eyes until
the world can't help but notice.
I see myself spreading my legs
I see myself
Unafraid. She is magnificent.
Why does it feel like the walls are closing in again?
I have never more felt like a caged bird.
How long until? When does My Time arrive?
The sky beckons, I was meant to be the wind.
@ellowrites @ellopoetry @apoem_4u