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 thinkΒ Β people want to see.