A place to talk about

This is where i hope to be someday

got to go right now

just cant tak the pressure

i want to run free

in the mountains and hillls of nowhere

 

i want to scream at the top of my lungs

breathe in all i can

and let it out

 

i want to let go of all the guilt

and all the pain

start over

 

I want to dance under the stars

with green grass under the soles of my feet

and rain falling on my head

 

I dont want to worry

i don want to need you

I dont want you to need me either

 

i want to slip away

into my own place

where the grass is green

and the sky is blue

 

Where love is always found

within the care of new friends

not lovers

 

no one knows me

or the pain ive caused

to start again

 

This is the place i dream of

Reviews

[Emily]

It is a fantasy of most people to have a place where they can escape to which is not only beautiful but breathtakingly peaceful. We long to drop the stress, guilt, anxiety, and fear which hound the waking hours of our lives. We long to take in a deep breath and no longer feel trapped by what we feel when we let it out. Your poem does a wonderful job of capturing the idea of this perfect place.
The description is wonderful. Thank you for reminding me that these places in our imagination make it possible to relax and break free. :-) Nice work!