I'm standing at the edge again,
wondering how far I have to fall
until the winds would carry me
higher than I've ever been.
I sit here counting stars again
and wonder why they shine
even though the world never
stops to look at the sky.
I've climbed these stairs before.
I've walked these corridors.
I keep floating; not really seeing
how stars still shine in ordinary light.
Now I'm awake again,
stuck inside the same routine
and wonder what it'd be like
to live a life truly free.
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Shadowscript
PoetryThis book is a collection of poems I've written over the years. For a long time, I wrote poetry as a vent for my emotions during my darkest times. Sometimes, I'd remove myself from the poem and write it as a way to lift myself back up again. Sometim...
