I feel nothing 

And I feel everything

I feel the sun on my skin

I feel the tears in my eyes 

I feel the wind in my lungs

And I feel my future banging at the gates of my soul 

“LET ME OUT!”

“Time is up” she says

“No more games” 

“Time is up” she says 

“It’s my turn now to take the wheels”

Who is she?

One that has been seated with her creator

Waiting patiently to be born 

You feel the birth pangs don’t you?

“LET ME OUT!” SHE SAYS