Air

Flying, through the sky, up to the clouds

best.

feeling.

ever.

you see something in the distance, but shy away

you find that something

it’s a hole.

it’s almost like huge arms grabbed and threw you back

all the sudden

you’re falling

so fast nothing can stop it.

Seeing some reach to catch the fall

you lean for every hand to pull

realizing, as soon as you pull, they fall

you stop pulling and accept the fact,

you.

are.

falling.

plummeting so fast

hurdling towards the earths oceans

there’s another hand coming up

it seems the same as all the ones who would fall

you try to sly by so you will not drag them down

this particular arm had reached out and caught you

it knows, it will fall

but the arm didn’t care

it knew it too would fall one day, but decided it would be worth it with you

You hit the water

Levitating, in a heart like formation

no telling if you’re falling or rising to the heavens above

both floating,

in the ocean, the

timeless.

calm.

scarry.

ocean.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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