
The blue skies I roam
For nowhere is my home
I have made myself alone
Solitude came to me at great cost
Now I am forever lost
But all I wanted was my heart to defrost
My frigid soul is blown like a tumbleweed
No roots grow from my seeds
Leaving me woefully freed
Independence leaves me empty
Making enough not plenty
I feel I have been wasting my ten years of twenty
The time it took to escape made me age
But I will no longer have a cage
And yet still I find myself in rage
My furious passions hardly every subside
For my past demons are always allied
So my home remains worldwide
About the Creator
E. J. Strange
I am new to the writing community but hope to publish a novel one day. I am simple minded and sucker for romance.
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