This shell has grown too small for my aching limbs. I want
to stretch beyond the confinement of this cage, to be born and reborn, to feel
what it’s like to run, and fall, and rise again.
Friday, March 30, 2012
myself or someone like me
I want to shed this life like snake skin, to find an escape
from a story that is no longer my own, to climb from this cocoon, this grave, and
breathe the air like nothing is holding me down.
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