i want to be swallowed by the sun
or by the moon
not to die,
not to perish
i'm incredibly lonely for no reason
even upon hearing the bird's song
even upon seeing the clouds scream 'hope'
my mind is floating somewhere
i don't know where
but i'm lonely
yet i don't feel pathetic
i want to lay my back against the mushrooms in the forest
i need a rain of never-ending flowers
and be seen with a dreamy instagram filter with little shiny things
and dressed in layers of the softest fabric on earth
