Reach for the sky

Lost I am in the crowd,

Together with others I have always been.

What lays beyond, is a mystery shroud,

By darkness, for light I’ve not seen.

There is world apart from the one I now see,

New things to look, new paths to venture.

But it is so hard to let go and be me,

There are risks too many if I go in this adventure.

This has always been my comfort place,

Together with all the ones I know.

We are always together, never on different ways,

It is killing me now though.

I have my own dreams,

I want to rise, to soar, to fly high.

Though telling good bye is harder than it seems,

I am venturing on my own, to reach for the sky!

 This poem is written for the above picture prompt at A Week for Writing .