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The sweet scent of pecan pie
The bitter stench of bigotry
I exist far beneath the floor boards
I'm an apparition
Dragging my way through halls
Carrying the weight of the world
And the weight of nothing
I feel nothing
I recollect nothing
I'm not sure I even am
I'm not even sure where it came from. Sometimes it's true, though
My mind is a chasm
Here I lie
Crushed bones and all
At the very bottom
Head upon the pillow
Hopes through the roof
*I yearn for your embrace
In an expanse as vast and indescribable as the universe
Sometimes it seems as though existence is paltry
In those times, remember you are part of something grandiose
You have been granted an immeasurable opportunity
*You have the ability to live and not just be
They say head over heels
But that has never made sense to me
I walk head over heels
You've flipped me upside-down
*I'm heels over head
I am a burst of wind interrupting the gentle breeze
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