I want to go far away.
Somewhere beyond the vast limitless skies,
Towards the dreams that lay in all the lies.
Within the cloads of pastel afloat,
No where is everywhere I'd like to be- no, loathe.
I'd want to go far away.
Endless searching for a home that has been denied,
I've traversed the open lands far and wide.
Full of poppies- or daisies and flowers of all kinds,
The bees will fly,
But in winter, they'll die.
I had wanted to go far away.
Hibernation is their scapegoat of death,
But there is no escaping that fret.
When humanity fails to prove innocence in court,
What will be of us who mourns the last resort?
I had wanted to, but realized
I never knew how far it was in the first place.
The wish to live in freedom will pass in vain.
I've known it all along, though never its name.
With all the places to call home,
There is no place I could call home.
I'm lost.
Am I far away?
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Inspired by Fishie Bishie's song, 'Far Away' + overwhelming feelings.
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PoetryThis was originally going to be what I started as a project alone in my main account, but now it's just a compilation of letters I write on discord. Also, my dearest darlings, do you think I should use a few of these in my fanfic one-shot book? Also...
