You are a melody.
Melancholic.
Mysterious.
Masked.
A master of words.
Sometimes I wonder…
What worlds have you seen?
What worlds have you known?
What has broken you?
What dreams would you tear your soul for?
What life would you desire...
If
You could have the world?
Has anyone asked you that?
But...
You’re in space
But not really.
Reaching for the unknown…
Higher and higher
And higher you go…
You have a destination.
You are determined.
But.
You.
Are.
Floating.
Kind of don’t know where you’re going.
"Can i be carefree?
Is it okay to be lost?"
Just.
Close your eyes.
Feel the air.
Around you.
You’re on cloud 9.
Spinning
Whirling.
STOP.
You start falling.
Down.
Into the dangerous depths of
Your own demise.
But...
The thing is...
This time,
YOU can stop it.
And you do.
This poem is inspired by an instrumental/chillstep song by Andreas B. called "floating"...and I also incorporated some of the traits of the person who introduced me to his song/ his "theme". This song is so important to this person. And I just had to include him in my poem.
https://soundcloud.com/asbsounds/andreas-b-floating-full
I might revise or change it up later tho...but we’ll see! Do checkout Andreas B on soundcloud or youtube! I highly recommend listening to the song whilst reading my words.
