where is my mind
i cant seem to find the thing
lost in between the digital lines
and the waves of the ocean i crave
maybe i left it in the mossy earth
sunk deep where no human can touch it with their media infected fingers
i dont know where the hell it could be
call me crazy but maybe its wondering in the mountains
where my soul craves to be
hoping that my body will follow it into the thick forest to live among this natural bliss
or maybe its in outer space
floating in the utter and spectacular nothingness--trying to find the sheer and desolate meaning to the insignificant human existence
but i doubt it, my mind is petrified of heights
and not vast enough to decipher human existence--its lazy
but oh the things i'll go and do
when i can find my fucking mind
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the in-between
Poesiapoems and short stories about everything this world has to offer and everything it can take away. this is about the pursuit of happiness, the mindless endeavors of sadness, and everything in between. welcome to the extraordinary life of an average h...
