And I was gone.

I chose to walk alone.
Though others wondered why.

Refused to look before me,

Kept eyes cast upwards,Towards the sky.

I didn't have companions.

No need for earthly things.

Only wanted freedom,

From what I felt were puppet strings.

I longed to be a bird.

That I might fly away.

I pitied every blade of grass

For planted they would stay.

I longed to be a flame.

That brightly danced alone.

Felt jealous of the steam

That made the air its only home.

Some say I wished too hard.

Some say I wished too long.

But they awoke one autumn day

To find that I was gone.

The trees, they say, stood witness.

The sky refused to tell.

But someone who had seen it

Said the story played out well.

I spread my arms out wide.

Breathed in the break of dawn.

I just let go of all I held...

And I was gone.

At. Dulce Locura♥