Monday, January 5, 2026

Inside/Outside

"Go touch grass," they tell me,
And honestly,
I'm most at peace
in the leaves
because in the box
where you locked me,
I can't find my dreams.

Darkness swallows me whole,
There's no time within this soul,
Did I lose a day,
a month,
a year?
I can't remember why I'm here.

I want to be outside,
where they leave me be,
in the dreams, on the ground
where my soul is sound.
Where I feel free.

Lock me inside again,
put me back in chains,
where did the days go?
They were stolen,
And I can't get them back,
It's strength that I lack.

An invisible thread tying me down,
I can't seem to make a sound,
It's ripped away,
day,
after day,
after
day.

I want to be outside,
where they leave me be,
in the dreams, on the ground,
where my soul is sound.
Where I feel free.

And sometimes I awake this dream,
I look around at the green,
I feel relief,
an indescribable release,
And that's when I break free.
Let me break free.

I want to be outside,
where they leave me be,
in the dreams, on the ground,
where my soul is sound.
Where I feel free.

Where I am free.

Where I can just be.