A/N. This is a freestyle poem. So sorry if not all the words rhyme.
Look up
You see the sky
A never ending line
That is far beyond our eyes
Look down
You see the ground
An anchor for you feet
In case you fly away but won't drag you too deep
Look straight ahead
You see so many things
It's a mess in your head
But it's what you should see for now.
YOU ARE READING
Shorts, Poems, and Imagines
Poetry"It's exhausting to fight a war inside your head every single day." -Micki Ann
