Places to scream

Last night I dreamt myself in the woods

Surrounded by hills and fog, at the break of dusk

What descended upon me was not fear of the wild

Nor the need to know where on earth I was

My first thought was, ‘ here’s a place where I can finally scream’

I started with a timid half screech

Then found the courage to go louder, freer

With every attempt, I Iet go deeper

Screaming louder as I raced myself into that wild woodland

When I woke up, everything felt different, 

and I knew

I’ve run out of places to scream

Of courage to run

Of freedom to be

Perhaps it’s time I started anew. 

…Happy new year!