Closer to the ground.
The sun is radiant.
So are we.
I think.
Why doesnt anything make sense?
Not You, not me.
Normal.
Nothing is normal.
Nothing is ordinary.
Everything is Extraordinary.
Closer.
Falling.
Where is the ground?
Where is my life gone?
Why?
Closer.
Closer.
Falling.
Springing
Leaping.
Free.
Yet Not free at all.
3 comments:
WOW! Amazing writing!
I write poems myself, and I have to say, your's is awesome!!
Thanks for commenting on our blog, btw. ;)
~Holly~
thanks!!! It's mostly just some doodles,stuff i do in my spare time. Your blog is cool, and thanks 2 4 comments
That is very close to how my life feels. Scary
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