things are great
going up, up, up and
flying high above the waves.
but then they're not
and I'm falling down and down
until I land in a dark spot.
and emotions, emotions
are so,
so emotional,
and insane,
and confusing,
and beautiful,
and terrifying
all at once and not at all
and it's all too much and not enough
and suddenly the spikes of life
the ups and downs
level out.
flatline.
YOU ARE READING
n0t a waste 0f space.
Poetry(Previously named "Poetry for Stargirl") just yer average poems yo.