Acceptance

I haven’t truly lived until now. I have been locked away for so long In a small room in a place that was never my home. Home is where you feel safe. My freedom without judgment is where I feel most safe, maybe that’s home. That’s how I feel now. Full throttle and no chain linked connected to the wall on my tailgate. I broke that. A cloud of smoke from the exhaust and my tires working hard to break the chain made me feel like I was in the sky. I flew. Down the coastline, windows rolled down Serendipity is waving hello with the waves.