spirit

Something I wrote about not wanting to be what people call a "free spirit".

I don't want to be a free spirit.

I want to be tied down.

To stretch my roots into the ground.

Longing for a home other than a town. 

Please don't set me free.

Give me a comfortable place to be. 

Hold me in place.

Never give me space.

Don't break bonds.

Please never be gone.

Taking me from the only place I want to be doesn't make me free. 

Walking the earth alone without an emotional home is no way to roam.

Grant me peace, and never set me free. 

Author's Note

I am not a real writer. This is just stuff from a notebook I kept when I ran away from a lot of stuff and took off across the state jumping from state park to state park. I'm basically illiterate and have no Idea what I'm doing.