If I could fly
What would I do?
Where would I go?
The only way to find out is to try
So when it all came down to it
I closed my eyes and jumped
I reached out my arms
Hoping just hoping
That I would soar into the night sky
Waiting for my life to end
When my body and the ground gracefully met
The moment never came
So I opened my eyes and saw the world
From the view
Of the birds of the sky
At that moment I longed to see
The world in that way everyday
A doubt jumps into my mind
I could really fly
I could really fly
Or was just a dream
I went up to the balcony
Praying that it was real
And jumped
Did you write this or find it somewhere? I like how it's centred on top of itself.
ReplyDeleteI wrote this a couple of years ago. Poetry helps me clear my mind.
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