I feel as though
I'm falling
Whether it be behind
Or forward
My mind drifts in the currents
And I'm lost.
But it's not like it's bothersome
To be honest
Truly
It comforts me
Finding myself lost in the echo
Body separating from mind
Sanity is all that I have
Here in this plane of existence
And all I want from it
Is a place to runaway to.
YOU ARE READING
XIII
PuisiXIII (read as Thirteen). "There's nothing better than a glass of lies and an appetiser of intriguing words."
