Wild

For the sake of sanity

I let myself go crazy

Howling at the clouds

Knee deep in crisp clear blue-green mountain water

Slipping over slimy clumps of moss holding onto ancient stones for dear life

Today I'm

Covered in

Red clay, dirt, leaves,and torn fabric with battle wounds down my arm and warpaint upon my face

Today I'm facing the world

By running through

The thickets of grandfather trees, thorn bushes, mushrooms

And dead leaves

As far from the

Real World

As

Realistically

Possible