Hit the ground, you're on fire
Look up, stretch a little higher
Hear, listen to my small desire
Call me when you're sober
Call me on the 31st of October
Call me if you're a loner
Like me
Let me be
Just wait and pray
Is never enough or okay
Just get up and say
Even when you know you'll be thrown away
Hit the ground, you're in the water?
Swim to me, you little sea otter
A monster, your hopes it will foster
Call me again even when you know
That we all reap what we sow
And go unconsciously with the flow
Just waiting and whining
Will not bring a sliver lining
You've got to keep fighting
And never stop climbing
YOU ARE READING
📖 ...SURREAL 📕
PoetryCollapsing under the weight of my winged words I see my soul tripping over alter-egos