Now I'm Free
by Matt Catania
I have seen the west
I wish I was younger with the same mind
I am not scared like I was then
not even two years ago when the thought
of moving away from home was
losing your family and home -
the world leaving you completely alone.
Now I’m practically begging to go
I wish I was younger with the same mind.
I want to start again, and
again and again
I want to start in every state
north and south, east and west
even through Canada to Alaska. I want
my life to never stop being beginnings
now with my mind dying
to discover new things.
I was scared to stick my head out
I wanted to stay inside and look out the window.
I shed that thinking now. Old skin.
I want my young skin with my new mind.
My mind isn’t so gray anymore. It’s white. With new
pink skin. I have come to believe
the beginnings of everything might be the greatest things
with only a few exceptions that get better with age.
Love is an exception.
I want to keep my old love. It keeps itself new.
I lust for a beginning, as lust is nothing but beginnings.
I don’t want that window anymore. I want to drive
under those perfect sunsets again; only this time
I will follow them for the sunrise. I won’t follow them
just to sleep.
I want to have my freshman year at every college.
I want those new eyes I once had, and to have them everywhere.
I am ready to begin every day.
I am still young, with a new mind.
I am ready to begin - if only I could get away.
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