Running Wild

A Poem by Ashley Smith

Concern

We breathe

We ache

We live

We live for the things that make us who we are no matter the cost. I can’t figure out what I am feeling, until I realize what it is I am looking for. I don’t feel right because you don’t see it. To you it’s who are, but your only problem is you made it define you. You called and you cancelled, but the only thing you cut out is being true to yourself. I want to show you it doesn’t have to end this way. There is something more, something deeper. Dive down into your soul of an ocean and bring it to the surface. Give it air and realize it doesn’t have to be like this. Bringing life to your secret will only release you, but your years have left you blinded. One day you will see; I won’t be there, but I hope you remember me.