The White Horse
I want to run like the white horse - run and be free
Away from the darkness that's enveloping me,
Away from these feelings that slowly enfold
When the darkness descends and slowly takes hold.
To run like the white horse, mane flowing in the air!
To run like the white horse, without any fear!
To run through the forest of dark and despair
Out to the sunshine and summer's sweet air!
To run like the white horse, hooves pounding the ground
His cloppity-clop makes a wonderful sound.
To run like the white horse, nostrils flaring in the air
Galloping out of the forest with nary a care.
My forest is dark and it surrounds me with sorrow
How long will the dark last? That I never know.
I know that eventually things will get brighter
It won't keep me down and I shall start to feel lighter.
So I wait for my white horse, I hope he comes soon,
I shall kick off my shoes, and we'll run from the gloom.
I know he will come, I do not know when
I know I can trust him, my white horse, my friend.
© Noelene Kuzman
Credits -
Background - drezdany_stocks (deviant art)
White horse - Chunga_Stock (deviant art)
Model - twilitesmuse
Birds - oddsock (deviant art)
Textures - Grab bag, darkrose42_stock, tigers_stock,