I Want To Live Between Chaos And Wild Success

I want to live dangerously,

On the edge,

Teetering between chaos and wild success.

I want to cry,

To better understand the pain,

And laugh with delirium to spread joy.

I want it all, and at the same time

I am terrified of the responsibility.

I want to inspire,

To be the reason someone says,

“Because of her, I did not give up.”

I want to set the words free that press so insistently against my heart,

To hear the magpies singing in my brain

And truly know their words.

I want to care about things that matter,
All the while sipping champagne for breakfast,

As if I was foot loose and fancy free.

I want to talk and dance and party and eat good food,

Read difficult books,

And understand the secrets of the world.

I want to actually listen to what my horses are trying to tell me,

And I want to improve and improve and improve,

Until I am no longer in their way.

I want to wear 6-inch Christian Louboutins with my cowboy hat,

And not have other cowboy-girls automatically think that

I can’t rope because of my shoes.

I want to feel fingers combing through my hair,

Threading secrets that only we know,
Into the braids.

I want dirt from foreign countries to dirty the soles of my boots,

The friendships I make comforting,

Like change clinking in my pocket.

I want it all and I want nothing,

I want to live dangerously,

On the edge,

Teetering between chaos and wild success.

xo xo Elizabeth