Bird

Perhaps it is

wishful thinking,

Or maybe

something more

But today

I saw,

The most beautiful

bird

It flew free

on the wind,

Graceful and

so open to the world

I want to be

free like that bird,

I need to break free

of these demons inside me

I can't run

they'll catch up,

I can't hide

for they always find me

But that bird

seemed weightless,

Like it's troubles had

disappeared in the fragrant air

Perhaps it is

wishful thinking,

But one day

I want to be free like that bird