When I looked into the clouds,
I longed to lie with them.
Where I could feel light,
Filled with nothingness.
So I laid in my bed,
And let the whir of my fan
Make me fly.
My fingers tingled
And I thought, "I'm floating!"
But really I was just falling
Off the cliff into sleep.
In my dreams, it was a fairytale,
My own "Once upon an absence of time"
Where the blackberries were sweeter
And my voice could be heard by everyone.
But then dreams broke
And I could see the sky again.
And I longed to lie with the clouds
Where I could feel light,
Filled with nothingness.
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Life Through Poetry
ПоэзияCollection of poems I've written. It has basically turned into my diary.
