Poems from jointheconspiracy
I look at the ground underneath my feetI see myself, the image begins to retreatWith each drop myself changesEach ripple, life...
i catch chances I need
but the catches I want out of my greed
always seem just out of my reach
evading me
mocking me
...
I've been thinking about death
Not because I am dying
Not because I wish to die
Simply because I will eventually die
When I go, I don't...
I rise with the dawn and dusk alikeMy breath steals away your sightI consume all above and belowUnder me, you will reap what you sowI am...
I think there are times
when my lungs feel more like wings
taking flight through my throat
before they burst through the walls of my chest...