tonight i float in the air,
lightless as a feather, my wings have spread.
is this what it feels like to be high?
i'm letting the music make me fly.
i can touch the air, it moves through my fingers like water.
i feel like a fish in a bowl, breathing in space.
the stars are so close, the sun so bright,
i could lay and play for hours until midnight.
YOU ARE READING
the Angry Girl
Poetrysome things are better off unsaid but they were tossed in my head so i decided to scream. Original content. Lowercase intended throughout the book. Previously titled "Tossed Thoughts". Highest Rank: 4 in Poem, Poetry
