Unspoken home.

The future awaits. The long, head-aching days. The joyfully bright, sunny days. They’re all waiting to happen.   The twists and turns that life takes us on lead to a greater road that takes us home.   And the best part is we get to choose. Who we love, how we feel, what we do….

Selfish.

My dreams will not fade. The world is crushing my hope. Leave me or join me.

Voluntary prison.

Can’t accept the poison. No, I could never love you. So why can’t I leave?