Saturday, November 22, 2008

The Beautiful Escape

He runs.
From What?
Nothing, theres nothing behind him.
Just him, in a field of tulips.
Running.
From himself.
Where is he going.
The tulips never end.
The hedge never arrives.
So he shall be running.
Forever.

A Bird Calls.
He stops.
He catches himself.
He looks behind.
He's where he began.
He looks back infront.
He's already at the end.
A Glance up.
Glorious.
His will keeps going.
He sits.

The wind blows past.
He smiles.
Watches his will.
Disappear.
The tulips sway.
He lies down.
He is at peace.
He has escaped.
Himself.
It's Beautiful.
The freedom.




Yeh, well i duno what that is, just a random thing i made up on the spot. a more interesting way to explain stuff, :P

3 comments:

  1. SAM I MISS YOU
    :(
    haha it hasn't even been that long

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  2. I miss youuuuu too!
    And I like it =]
    I'm not gunna pretend I can understand it, not completely at least, but I can appreciate it.
    XO

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