run free...........

I just want to sit on the top of a mountain,

waiting till the sun comes back up, and touch my face

and tell me everything will be ok again.

breath, and breath take a deep breath, feel the cold air

filling my lungs till it hurts, and scream, scream till the last air leaves

my body and makes my tears run free and run and run......

makes my soul run free, as free as free as it wants to be.

to be, to be, to be who I want to be.......

instant answers

when it cuts deep, it cuts deep..................

confusion, questions, wondering, wandering,

no instant answers, just open the bag, poor them out and let me go

find the right one, and put it on a plate.............and hand it over, till then

it's cutting deep..............

I feel..............

I feel, I feel......standing on an empty dusty crossroad................

My golden security, burning her flames high up in the sky warming the air,

looking down at my boots, digged into sand and dust,

Kicking up a rock, leaves a little dust cloud which I see dissapear

in the soft tender warm wind, touching my face and dancing with my hair.

I feel, I feel.....so lost and found at the same time,

my jacket feels safe and out of place unknown and familiar

when I take it off, I can feel the the touch of sun on my back,

warming me up instantly, I close my eyes and take the warmth in

I feel, I feel.....lonely and loved in a rollercoaster of emotions

silence and chaos, when I watch the empty dust crossroad and try to touch

the horizon, out of reach and so close to me, so unreachable but wanting........

I feel, I feel.............

Be good, be loved.......