Stars

Someone wishing to be free.

Street lights and passing cars
I stand stationary
Staring at the stars.

Rain falls and wind rushes
But I stay paralyzed
Never moving my eyes.

What would it take
To be up that high?
Gazing back down
Seeing everything in sight.

If I raise my arm
As far as it can go
It looks like i’m almost there.

I’m almost there.