I learned the hard way I could never slow down
An obsession for freedom is all I know now
The urge to run is one I’ve never been able to hide
I’ve looked the devil in the eyes, and a cage is his bride
One foot on traveled ground and one on the foreign road
Away from this town, away is where I will go
My peace is not tangible
You can’t touch the ache
Caught up in a dust bowl
If I stop now I’ll break
My bones tire but my blood is still red
As long as I am alive
My freedom is my breath
Lost, lost, but not wanting to be found
Both feet running when they hit the ground
Gone, gone, but not wanting to be here
Both feet tied is the only real fear
Looks naïve but knows the world
Held the demons, held the gold
Belongs to no one and craves it all
Now you see her, now she’s gone.
About the Creator
Kaleigh
Just trying to figure out what I'm doing and letting you know what actually works sometimes...and what doesn't!
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