Feeling Free Poem by Erica Marie Martel

I deal with school,
until i can't take it anymore,
then i seek my santuary,
the barn, my favortite home,
i find my horse,
saddle him up,
set out on ride to the end of the earth,
i feel so free when i ride,
like i can grow wings and fly,
fly so high, i can never come back,
the feeling you get when you gallop through life,
the feeling you get when your up that high,
it's better then drugs or alcohol,
so ditch that stuff, and a ride