I wrote this poem on a scrap of paper during a lesson, I only found it in the back of a book a few weeks ago, but yet it means so much to me…. it didn’t originally have a title, and this is only a temporary one but if you can think of another one please leave it in the comments below or message me and I’ll dedicate this chapter to you J thank you!
Free Falling:
if I could soar as high as the trees,
I know I wouldn’t miss,
Who I used to be.
Absorbing myself in dreams,
Praying this nightmare will end.
I want to sleep forever,
But what will darkness send?
I’m floating threw my life,
Falling Is my only friend…
