Incarcerated Freedom

The dark mountain opens up
I can see the horizon
Tiny little flares in the distance
Fires and towns and human existence

My legs ache and so does my mind
Im set free yet still trapped in time
The cool air slides across my face
Its still morning in this beautiful place

Wanting to stay yet longing to leave
Still there is something missing
So I sit and watch the sun set
I have some time to go yet

Where am I inside my head?
While I sit by the big blue ocean
I'm in a time and place very far
Which will someday become my scar

But through this sorrow I find solitude
and I can bring myself to think
I can sit here and be free
And finally think about me