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.