The Flyaways💫

My deepest thoughts & feelings;
culprits to suffocated pores but I didn't mind the confinement anymore.

There were the few hours of the 24 that left a serene mist among my eyes.

When I saw the moon I'd open my window, & for the life of me I wish this were a story in which I could say there were butterflies; zooming in, every which way illuminating my spirits.

But to an awakening & frightening truth there was just..
nothingness.

A silence that left an annoying buzz in my ears adjoined cold air that bit my cheeks and dried the tears.

Everything was still as I watched the moon and I remembered him.
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Join the voyage in this book of poetry and thought amplifying excerpts. Be careful and don't get lost, the mind is a tricky place.