- Vol. 02
- Chapter 02
Image by Brendan Hoffman
Horizon
“I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.”
Whitman: Song of Myself
Looking at the horizon
where I can see all the things I left behind
I feel like I have escaped my wolfpack
and now, I'm running wild
building my own path.
I feel capable of anything
and everything.
I feel I can run thousand miles
and never look back
to all the things that once hurted me.
There are no boundaries,
no chains for those who stare
at what lies ahead of them.