Freedom with the river

I sit and watch the water brush up against the rocks, softly yet dramatic, you feel the cool spring breeze on your skin you feel cold yet don’t feel anything at all. You wish you could be free like the water and go wherever you please, yet you are stuck, stuck wanting the water to sweep you away so you can be free, free from the thoughts, free from the sorrow, you wish that the day everything is better come faster like the current in the river, you wish you could be feel the freedom of the river but all you can do is sit and wait.