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floating above myself watching me watch myself
my mind is an airplane when is it going to land? searching in the sky for life's biggest question when is it going to end?
the fog will fade away and turn darkness into light
behind my eyes there is a person longing for connection with the body they are in
the cause of this is like stars bursting in the night impoding to escape from reality stuck in a natural galaxy
I awaken Rub my eyes Judge the size Of my shaking Hands Have they grown bigger? I’m attached
I had lost sence of reality. You were there to comfort me. Because I love you I could cope with my sanity. I had lost so much hope in humanity. Imagine waking up not knowing if you are awake.
I am a puppetcontrolled by a soul that is who I wasI feel as creaky as an old wood,covered in skinsheets of tiger like skin with endless scars that screams sin
My chest is caving in, But there's nothing besides the weight of a t-shirt Against my skin, Yet my chest is heavy. And I must have been impaled with a bullet Because there's blood draining from my heart,
A friendly face, for friends and family, naive grins, boisterous laughs, plastered across their visage. A familiar fellow, warm, kind, and blithe, never a stranger, or visitor,