Fernweh - It's the German word for far-sickness or a craving to travel.. Describes exactly what I am feeling at present..
It has been a long time since I have been on a vacation on my own.. A new adventure is always around the corner, but I have ignored the turn.. Whatever happened to the detours, the backpack journeys and unknown roads?
My weekends are spent at a random restaurant or watching a stupid movie.. I feel like something's cutting my wings off.. The cage door is closing fast.. Life is getting too safe to live.. Pubs and restaurants don't impress me..
I want to fall down, bruise my knees and elbows, and still go on.. The reckless life, on the footboard of a random train with the wind in my hair, smell of the rain falling on the dry earth.. Get drenched in it.. Have that hot cup of roadside tea.. Shiver in the cold till my teeth chatter.. Sit at a random beach, talking to complete strangers, watch the sunset.. Laugh till I cry.. Or maybe spread my arms wide open after reaching a mountain top and shout out loud.. without any worries, without any fears.. And listen to my heartbeats.. and the silence that shouts along with me.. Just me..
Make the wrong turn, go back again.. Lose my way and do it all over again..
I want to be high on life.. Make that journey that I always think about.. Without thoughts, without plans.. I don't want to be tied down by the responsibilities, and the worries of the world.. I want to be free.. with an open mind.. Sing at the top of my voice.. dance to my heart's content.. and just be alive once again..
It is an outburst, straight from the heart.. a plea, don't put me in a cage.. Don't tell me how to do things.. Let me make my mistakes.. Let me fall, so that I may get back up on my feet.. Don't choke me, don't suffocate me, don't tie me down.. Let me breath the fresh air, unbound.. Let me be the vagabond, impervious to the world.. Let me be the insane myself once before I turn up as the "sane someone" again..
It has been a long time since I have been on a vacation on my own.. A new adventure is always around the corner, but I have ignored the turn.. Whatever happened to the detours, the backpack journeys and unknown roads?
My weekends are spent at a random restaurant or watching a stupid movie.. I feel like something's cutting my wings off.. The cage door is closing fast.. Life is getting too safe to live.. Pubs and restaurants don't impress me..
I want to fall down, bruise my knees and elbows, and still go on.. The reckless life, on the footboard of a random train with the wind in my hair, smell of the rain falling on the dry earth.. Get drenched in it.. Have that hot cup of roadside tea.. Shiver in the cold till my teeth chatter.. Sit at a random beach, talking to complete strangers, watch the sunset.. Laugh till I cry.. Or maybe spread my arms wide open after reaching a mountain top and shout out loud.. without any worries, without any fears.. And listen to my heartbeats.. and the silence that shouts along with me.. Just me..
Make the wrong turn, go back again.. Lose my way and do it all over again..
I want to be high on life.. Make that journey that I always think about.. Without thoughts, without plans.. I don't want to be tied down by the responsibilities, and the worries of the world.. I want to be free.. with an open mind.. Sing at the top of my voice.. dance to my heart's content.. and just be alive once again..
It is an outburst, straight from the heart.. a plea, don't put me in a cage.. Don't tell me how to do things.. Let me make my mistakes.. Let me fall, so that I may get back up on my feet.. Don't choke me, don't suffocate me, don't tie me down.. Let me breath the fresh air, unbound.. Let me be the vagabond, impervious to the world.. Let me be the insane myself once before I turn up as the "sane someone" again..
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