Caged Pheonix

I want to do something.  My heart is leaping out of my chest begging to go somewhere, be someone. Just to go on an adventure and not care. Just to have fun with not a worry in the world. To be carefree and happy. I want this so much it hurts not doing it. I look out into the night sky and it is reaching out, pushing me to go. Urging me to be a wild child,  to let loose for once. To fly. To be myself and not care what anybody else thinks.

But then reality sets in. My heart retreats back in on itself, telling me that I can't, I won't. To stay in my cage, to be safe. Just to be content and over analyze my life. To be anxiety driven and depression bound. This hurts so much doing this. I look out at the sky and it pushes me back home, telling me to stay. Urging me to be normal, to be easily missed. To blend in and fade into the distance like everything else.To fall. To exile myself for dying to live.

~ Yours Truly