Wishing Never Got Me Anywhere
A poem by Lindsay Kutac
I wish I was away
Far up north to the Canadian border
I want to see it snow
Sometimes I never want the freedom to go
No, I wish I was away
The wind seems to whisper to me
The grass loves to chatter,
Because when I am away
I feel freer
Sometimes I’m not just alone
Often, I feel a longing
Because though my loved ones are at home
It’s my heart’s passion to roam
I do wish I was away
When I’m away I’ll see the mountains
I’ll admire the falling snow
Because I feel like a snowflake;
Although I look the same as every other
If you look closer
You will find I am untamed
But wishing never got me anywhere,
Wishing only let my heart see for a while
But when I don’t wish, I am drained
When I don’t wish I am chained
To the floor inside of my bedroom
I haven’t eaten in days
My love is somewhat lessened
When I hear the gravel in my voice
Naturally, once I’m back on course
And I have sudden remorse, for
My faith in survival is renewed
I wish I was away
South to the Guatemalan border
I want to see Monterrico
Sometimes I wish I stood there forever
Oh, I wish I was away
The villages are calling for me
A few days away is Flores
Because when I am away
I breathe easier
Sometimes I’m not just alone
Often, I feel a longing
Because though my loved ones are at home
It’s my heart’s passion to roam
I do wish I was away
When I am away I’ll see the rainforest
I will dance upon the beaches
Because I feel like a sand grain;
Though I’m outnumbered
If you would take a little time
You would know I’m not the same
But wishing never got me anywhere,
Wishing only let my heart see for a while
But when I don’t wish, I am drained
When I don’t wish I am chained
To the floor inside of my bedroom
I haven’t been home in weeks
My dream world is sunken
When the rare pay-phone won’t dial
Nevertheless, I’m loving life
Again when I let go of strife
As I couldn’t wish for much more
But wishing never got me anywhere,
Wishing only let my heart see for a while
But when I don’t wish, I am drained
When I don’t wish I am chained
To the floor inside of my bedroom
Category: Creative Writing, Features, Poetry
