A Road Less Travelled

id visit the edge of my home in olaysia often, to dream of a better me id gaze at the starlight in the distance & listen to the echoes of infinite possibility calling out to me i began to hear my voice in the echoes saying theres more; that i am more for a while i believed this is all id ever be a struggling artist stuck inside the fields of olaysia afraid of the world & afraid of my future i didnt know who I was on the other side of my fears but what if everything i wanted existed there? all i knew was i was missing part of myself that i could only find if i sacrificed my comfort here comfort began to block my vision & i forgot about what i wanted but the starlight helped me remember...View all