| General Poetry
posted May 21, 2018 |
A moment in my mind.
Alive and Free Falling
Precariously I perch
on the edge of my own vision.
Preparing to fly
Fear clouds
my perfect intuition.
Leaving me dry
Artifical torment
rages on.
It chills my tears
Stepping off the cliff
no longer looking down.
I float through the light
Freedom is truly free
it was never a cost.
My senses take flight
Opening my arms
I free-fall through the dusk.
Reaching past the illusive stars
I’m glowing with delight
alive, alive one more glorious night.
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