The wind blows through my hair. I feel its soft breeze dance around my body. I listen to the sounds of the water. I keep my steady heart beat as I listen and feel the sounds of birds chirping threw the air. I feel heavy and mostly empty, I don’t know why but this makes me feel beautiful. Knowing that this feeling exists makes me feel alive. I’ve never had much happiness in my reality; my hopes come from words on a page that takes me to new lands and other’s dreams. There will be a time where I will accept my fate in this reality. Until then, I will feel for the wind and let the words on paper take me to a different land.