Free Air Poem by Laura arwen

Free Air



I'm afraid to
be nothing
For some inexplicable
reason I need
to have a
lot of beauty
products
Probably I need
to create an
imaginary figure who
listens my speeches
My secret dream
is to live
in the mountains
I'm exhausted to
live with people
I think I
need to be
mad because it
is my salvation
I can't explain
what is happening
to me because
I feel an
obligation to do
something
I feel abandoned
from my creativity
I'm imprisoned in
some unknown fears
I feel very
distant from the
inspirational writing
In this period
I'm tired to
live with people
because I physically
and mentally need
the isolation
I want to
be free to
spend all my
money
Sometimes I'm so
desperate on wanting
my own home
Often I dream
my happy loneliness
I don't trust
people for their
help

Wednesday, March 29, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: me,myself
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