Wondering what it's like to be forced,
Passed the fearful limits,
Oh, stars,
The one that brightens my horizons,
And the moons that follow in the night,
You'll never know how much I wish to fall in line with you,
But I fear I cannot,
Sprawled out on the floor,
Cannot help but slip off into worn out sleep,
I've just been trying to fall out of time,
With the thoughts that defy me,
There isn't a need to count sleep,
When pain already wears,
My eyelids heavy,
Looking up I wonder if you think,
Isn't the view nice from outer space?
-Joshua Banks JJAJ
YOU ARE READING
When Sanity is Lost
PoetryAnd I just couldn't stop, before I knew it I was picking the pen up again. My second book in process this is soon to begin editing once my last one is done. As always hope you enjoy and find my insta @these.are.true.feelings
