Floating.
Thoughts, feelings, memories.
Floating in the air around me. They aren't my own.
Disconnected.
I am me.
Am I?
Everything is so far away.
Who am I?
It's hazy.
The world is so far, yet I'm standing on it.
My feet dig into the soil.
But it doesn't feel like me.
It isn't me.
My body, my feet.
I feel it.
But not as me.
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In A Mind; A book of poems
PoetrySome poems I've written. Many are about love or mental illness/disorders. Please enjoy.
