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257 · Dec 2016
The Astronaut
Idrawmostly Dec 2016
Laying in pillows
Walls made of foam
No noise comes from my mouth
Although my heart wants to *****, it's been plugged so long
Oh the craving to be vulnerable, to love, to romance
But no one can hear me.
I wish I could breath
Suckling in water
I need meaning or purpose or something
Drowning in a tub
Wish for love
A single fish in the sea
Is a hard thing to be
I've been along for too long
It is easy to live for one
I need to be used, to be part of something not me,
But I fear I'm an astronaut who has let go of the ship for too long
And now floats in the abyss above the world
Watching the sun rise across the earth meaninglessly
I **** at poems, but would love advice/comments

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