the smell of sweat clouds the air
as i dance in my drunken stuporthe plumes of smoke disappear into the night
as i get lost in the highthe chatter from my friends is all i can hear
as i engage in conversation with my platonic soulmatesthe feel of lips on mine takes me away
as i lose myself into the catch of the nightthe plane roar blasts into my ear
as i feel myself elevating into new beginningsi've experienced so much
and i've felt so much until i can't anymore
but the thing about adventuring 24/7
is that all you know is how to explorebecause i keep myself busy time and time again
and i always am moving around
that when i find something worth settling for
i never know that it's been foundnow it's been months since we locked eyes
and i said we were through
but as i walk through the alleyways and paths of this world
they can't help but all lead me to you.
YOU ARE READING
between the lines
Poetryfalling asleep to the sound of broken promises and to the smell of toxicity