Take me to your river, I want to go.
What would I be like if I packed a small suitcase, abandoned my current life and mistakes? What if I could start over, start fresh, be anonymous for a while? Take me to your river, show me my reflection and help me dive in. I would float effortlessly on my back, the water around my ears drowning out sounds, so all I hear is my own breath. Looking up, my eyes open, I would see the sun sparkling beside the puffy clouds floating in a sky that is so blue it would make me want to cry. The water would caress my body, as the current slowly moves me away from shore. I would be clean.