There are moments of clarity.
They come sparingly
And I ache for their return
Once they decide to depart.
In those mere seconds
I finally know what my life entails
And accept the greatness I hold.
I am at a high that throws my mind
Above its own capabilities,
But I know the end is near
Once my body begins to plummet
Through the stratosphere,
A simple shooting star
To the eyes of onlookers.
Sep 12, 2018
Sep 12, 2018 at 9:21 PM UTC
There are moments of clarity.
They come sparingly
And I ache for their return
Once they decide to depart.
In those mere seconds
I finally know what my life entails
And accept the greatness I hold.
I am at a high that throws my mind
Above its own capabilities,
But I know the end is near
Once my body begins to plummet
Through the stratosphere,
A simple shooting star
To the eyes of onlookers.
On the rise and falls of life
