wild_rose

deep in the briar patch grows a wild rose
through prickles and stings where nobody knows
and nobody sees her reach up for the sun
or fall back into darkness when daylight is gone

bound by her roots
in secret she dreams
of a life free from shadow
and tattered moonbeams

time goes by
and each day she tries
to reach the breeze
to touch the sky

she'll make it one day
she'll stretch out and feel
the sun and the breeze
on her petals
and heal

with her roots far below
no more thorns at her side
she no longer hurts
so she no longer hides

escaping the sadness, reaching the sun
her prison behind her, a new life begun