On a mattress of clouds
I float in the sky,
I think,
"How on earth did i get this high"
I was on the ground when i shut my eyes,
"Is this what its like when someone dies?"
As a child, i wanted to fly.
I search for air,
But none found here.
Fish find habitat in my floating hair.
My heart is in overdrive
And then it stops.
My last glance is a oncoming shark
"I know what it's like to feel so alive."
Sep 7, 2013
Sep 7, 2013 at 1:33 AM UTC
On a mattress of clouds
I float in the sky,
I think,
"How on earth did i get this high"
I was on the ground when i shut my eyes,
"Is this what its like when someone dies?"
As a child, i wanted to fly.
I search for air,
But none found here.
Fish find habitat in my floating hair.
My heart is in overdrive
And then it stops.
My last glance is a oncoming shark
"I know what it's like to feel so alive."