142: floating in a sea of nothing.

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Floating, feeling like shit,
feeling like this.
Feeling in danger
feeling like a stranger. I'm floating.

I don't even know your name,
you and I are not the same.
Try to play the game
we are not the same. But we're floating.

Fade away all we do is fade away.
Run away sometimes all I want is to run away.
Find a way to escape
when will be the day. Yeah, I'm over it.

A room full of strangers
none of them engaging.
Feeling like a stranger
nothing out but danger. Yeah, it's something.

Want to go away, far far away
to a sacred place.
To a secret place
something to feel okay. Yeah, it's one thing

To become part of something
instead of nothing.
Leave behind my bags
leave them the past. Yeah, it's all there.

Someday, maybe not today,
try again another day. Yeah, I'm still floating.

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