Falling,
Down,
Down,
Down.
I float through emptiness.
Colors swarm around me.
Reds oranges and blues,
Purples greens and golds.
The colors pool and swarm around my body.
I'm still falling down never-ending a tunnel,
Back to a beginning I don't know,
A home I don't know,
A life I don't know.
It seems a distant memory as I watch the colors swarm me.
They float and go through each other.
Peace is what I see in them.
I'm going to a beginning of peace,
One that I've never known.
As long as I've lived there has been something that prevents peace.
Blissful peace.
No fighting.
Only love and serenity.
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My poetry, I suppose
PoetryThis is a compilation of my poetry on my mental health, thoughts, just me having fun writing, friendships, and eventually more. Some of these poems could be triggering and will have TW's on them so if you read this please lookout for those! I have b...
