Poetic dreams.

I read to write poetic dreams.

Breaking rules isn’t as easy as it seems.

I break and brake, while escaping this box.

On this journey of self discovery –

I realize I can do this alone…

Outside into the universe is my true home.

I am tired of feeling restrained –

I will just take off.

Taking off because I want to finish where I left off.

This time, no more modes of pride.

More complete honesty and less lies.

These are more poetic dreams, it seems…