Poems from marriorart
floating above myself
watching me watch myself
my mind is an airplane
when is it going to land?
searching in the sky for life's biggest question
when is it going to end?
the fog will fade away
and turn darkness into light
behind my eyes
there is a person
longing for connection
with the body they are in
the cause of this is like
stars bursting in the night
impoding to escape from reality
stuck in a natural galaxy