I was floating up into the sky
Completely free
Where no mortal rules would apply
Nothing stopping me
I would stop right at the edge;
Of our fleeting world and space
In this theoretical world I would jump off that ledge
See if there is more
Then what I have bin told I can explore
Or look death in the face
Yeah not my best work, it was originally not going to rhyme and I regret not sticking with my gun but I am talking to so many people at once and have written so much that I just need to wait for inspiration to hit me and not to just write because I feel like it, or I should at least mark this as private as all my other poems I don't want or don't think people want to see.