The problem with being up here,
Is that I lose every sense
Of fear.
I look down
At the little people
It's all very peaceful.
Seeing everything
So small
Makes me realise
My problems
Are nothing at all.
And I'm finally ready
For the big fall.
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The Night Sky is in Her Veins
Poetry// s o n d e r \\ - "the realisation that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own" Life can be dark, cold and lonely. Feeling betrayed, misunderstood, chewed up and spat out by the world, its when I get sonder, that I...