So, in my neverending quest to be deep and philosophical and shizz, I wrote this poem. As always, whenever I write, I'm not entirely sure what I'm trying to convey, and I nearly always end up with natural imagery. In this case, the theme is freedom. What do you think?
seems to be all over the place, nevertheless I can't help but be drawn to it. my brother just tried to o.d. last night so the line "they hoped to die" strikes an eerie cord.