• Have you ever wished you had wings?

    Wished that you could fly away, and leave it all behind you?

    That's what I wish. To have mended wings, so I could leave the city, and all else behind.

    Not to start over again, since I can't truly leave everything behind. But just to be free. To escape the grasp of reality.

    Dreams are peaceful, and anything you wish could happen. But they aren't real. As real as they may feel, they're just wishes you want to come true.

    Do you ever feel somedays that you just want to break free, break loose, and shake off that strangling chain that drags you down, keeping you trapped?

    To go off somewhere, to find a peaceful place where you can call home, and no one tries to take it away.

    To be frozen on the edge of the world, watching every single time the sun and moon rise and fall, signaling daybreak or nightfall.

    To be drowning in a state of numbness, without the feelings of the past. No pain. No sorrow. No anything.

    To be free to roam in an everlasting state of happiness. To know that no matter what happens, no one can take it away from you.

    To find what it truly means to be free, happy, and to know the true meaning, of being alive.