Wild and Free

A poem for free spirits

Photo by Author of Graffiti in Medellin, Colombia

I have the same wish for you
As I do for me.
To live wild
And always be free.

Married so young
I just didn’t see.
How the monster in him
Would crush the spirit in me.

Eight years would pass
Before I could leave.
After I ran
I could finally breathe.

For two years I lived
Wild and free.
Before falling for another
Just like he.

Seven years inside.
Two to break free.
Now that I have
I’m finally me.

Loving myself
As I was born to be.

Turns out in the end
That’s all I really need.

You are all you need to be.
Live wild, my dear.
And be forever free.