The Art Of Wind Poem by Laura arwen

I feel like
a criminal to
have no order
and discipline in
my life
Many chatter dissolves
in the wind
I wish I
could see a
safe place for
my future
I don't know
what to do
in life
I want to
spend all my
free time with
myself but I
have to re-evaluate
this opportunity
In some evenings
I feel so
alone and so
tormented
I hope to
conquer the eternal
loneliness
I'm tired on
having to do
things quickly
For me the
wind is a
magic and powerful
element
The wind can
be scary and
relaxing at the
same time
I don't live
a real life
There is no
way to have
full solitude
With people company
I don't have
rest or peace
I need more
appreciation and less
pressure
I want more
power
I don't want
suffer