My thoughts run wild like children who see snow for the first time, like horses galloping across a field over the hill, like a paper dancing in the wind. They run free without any regret or remorse. They don't stop and wonder they just run.
At times I think it is a curse to have your mind run wild with thoughts and wild dreams. Then I set into reality and realize it's the only time I can be me, the real me, the me who is not afraid of what to say, the me who does not think of what happens after the fact. The person sometimes I wish to be but is afraid to.
I see myself running through a sea of autumn leaves, as they flutter away in the nice brisk breeze of the day. Orange, red and yellow have never looked so beautiful, just dancing in the wind without a worry in the world. Traveling in circles making faces at me, laughing at my demise, taunting my every move.
I stop to catch my breath and there... I see-a lonely green leaf that the others had left behind. Sitting on the ground just withering away with none of them at it's side. I pick it up and in pieces it falls it just died alone but that was it's fate like a person who dies early because of a mistake.
I walk along the road with beauty all around but I can only think of that one lonely leaf laying there on the ground. I come across a stream what a marvelous sight I decide to get in and fell in without finding the light. I was tugged down below with nothing to breath, so I start to fight.
I fought so hard with all of my might, I wouldn't stop not without a big fight, thoughts crossed through my mind and I couldn't stop the thought of that lonely green leaf laying there on the ground and at that moment was when I realized that it was me whom I had found.
