Where can I go and feel free
Where can one go and feel at ease?
This world its frantic pace is not for me
I desire the freedom of the wild places.
I wish to see the sea, it’s waves crashing to the shore.
To sail through the skies and see where they go
To roam the wild forests, ancient and old
To explore the unknown, full of courage so bold.
I want to be free, I want to be me.
The world of Iron, the lands of steel
They are cold as ice, and bring one to heel.
Your souls they always find and steal.
Just let me have the land, the sky, and the seas.
Let me be free, free to be me.
In the wild places, that’s where I’ll go
To lose these chains. And find my soul.
Where I Roam
About Me
A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.
RedRavenPoems 
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