Some days we run wild while others find us in a corner,
Chasing dreams at 3am or hiding from our deepest fears,
We ought to crave the same thing.
Our rightful space.
Moments to shine.
Careening into a black sky,
Setting it ablaze.
Storms have done their worst and I’ve weathered them at a price,
Looks like everyone lost a bit of their mind.
Sometimes I’d like to be in the wide open at midnight-
Stars overhead and emptiness for days.
A current strong and true,
Pulsing all around me into the ground beneath my feet.
Cacti for miles and silhouettes of jagged mountain tops illuminated in sapphire nights.