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Wednesday, February 24, 2016

it is freedom

My gypsy soul is crying and begging for adventure. My roots are longing to go deeper but I lack the sunlight to grow taller. 

The last few months I have felt like chains have been holding me down. Keeping me stuck in this space. I want to break free and let my soul fly. I have lost my happy and I need to get it back. Holding myslef to the confines of social expectation has done nothing but slowly suffocate my free spirit and the file who was once headstrong and wild has become a muted version of herself. 



1 comment:

Cheryl Writes On said...

i am happy for your decision. i am happier for your guts and confidence to see it through! but i don't think it's related to a gypsy soul...it's more about one who is looking deep inside for her roots.