Confinement

By: Madison Welsted/Editor-in-Chief

If I could just

Get away,

Travel across

The dirt paths

And take in

Scenic views –

Flourishing trees

And bright blossoms –

I’d be free.

If I could just

Loosen their grip,

Evade their expectations,

And escape their lair

Of confinement,

I could live

In peace.

My heart begs me

To follow

Its true desires,

But they lock in all

My todays and tomorrows,

Invade my privacy,

And pressure my mind.

But if for just

One day

I could run

And get away,

I’d breathe fresh air,

Absorb the serenity,

And set out on my own.

If only I could

Be free.