A poem I had to write for school, I had to oublish something and I might as well do something I've written. I like to think that you can relate this to any character-real or not.
Where the Wind Takes Me
You have no hold on me for I am free
There are chains no more
I go where the wind takes me
I fought and battled hard against you
My wrists are not chained, only sore
You have no hold on me for I am free
This soul of mine is not brand new
I have seen both good and gore
And yet I go where the wind takes me
Bad and good of every hue
It's not me you need to restore,
You have no hold on me for I am free
I ripped from your grip leaving no residue
I've escaped from your lore
I go where the wind takes me
And though some might argue,
That I am only dreaming anymore
You have no hold on me for I am free
I go where the wind takes me