I find that
looking for an oasis
in this suffocating des(s)ert
is addicting.
I don't know why
i keep searching
when i know
that the pain of realization
cuts deeper than
where waters flow.
i've never seen the stars from
so high.
euphoric, i'd call it.
let me fall.
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Stumble Through Life
PoetryPoetry Collection(Original): There are infinite homes out there, for all of us, under the shimmering stars in the roar of the night, or the dark solace of the shadows on the sun, and everything in between. And may I only hope that my words could bec...