One time I read a book
In which a character wanted to steal her ending
she wasn’t successful though
she died sinking in her dreams

I’d loved that line since forever
I want to live by her words
but what if

what if I’m bound to the strains of the physical cage I’m in?
what if I am not capable of leaving?
the stars twinkle bright every night
I wish to touch them but I feel like I’m sinking

All the time
I want to leave this hole
All the time
Abandon the scars the wars left me with
And escape not even with bandages

I’d run away bleeding
My bare feet staining the roads
But I’d be free in the world
but what if

what if I’m bound...