Saturday, August 10, 2013

Good Intentions

Good Intentions



Surrounded by forces I cannot control
With desire to push through 
To the darkness and light as 
Burning pulses my soul
Trapped in a space
In a box
Punch through the air 
With 
Exhausting 
Feverish 
 Intoxicating strength
Gasping for the mighty air streaming down
As it catches my fall
Exiting the shadows
With a leap
And a bound
Of joyous laughter
I was handed
The desire of a new
Has caged me
And I am tied
Happily bound