Like a kite caught in a storm I thrashed around without direction. Soaring highs followed by crashing lows.
I begged the skies to treat me gently, knowing too well this was not a possibility.
After what felt like an endless ride, you cut the string.
I’m free, I’m gliding…I was scared to be alone…but here I am, alive and thriving.
I’m no longer dictated by the weather of your emotions.