Driving into the sun
Am I on the run
Or just welcoming what I’ve become
No longer in my sleep
On to a better world
One filled with nature and joy
The kind of place I dreamed of as a boy
A place where I can walk barefoot on my mother
And be hugged by my father’s breath
I can sit and talk to my brothers and sisters
Free from the bounds of reality
Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
More from this author:
About the Creator
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed. You could also become a paid subscriber, letting them know you appreciate their work.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.