Into The Wild Poem by Missy Melita

Long for the ride of a passion,
Out of home, for an obsession,
Face the rivers, scars the hills,
Always memorize desire can kill.

Losing the calm of the life,
Drowning keeps me back alive,
All unfulfilled calls I need to drive,
All I need is to survive.

Into the wild,
I recall my heart,
I know what makes it mild,
And I know it’s the hardest part.

I greet the full sunrise,
He makes it all wise.
It’s been a traveler’s fate,
I am no late and need not to wait.

A lot I have to gamble, it seems,
To gain my undiscovered dreams,
I lay the rest of my soul,
Walking from South to North Pole.

Yet I’m fooled,
Here, the dreamer, I lie,
I failed and then I die,
All aged memoirs are dragged.

I’m eaten piece by piece,
Until I’m not able to sense a kiss,
I know I’m going to miss,
My vow to step on the Alaska freeze.

Into the wild I dedicated my life.