Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2017
I wonder what it would be like if gravity released it's hold on me.

And I just floated into space, traversing the cosmos.

Until I die.

That wouldn't be so bad.
Oh look it's like three o'clock in the morning. Again.
Darkly
Written by
Darkly  28/M/Wisconsin
(28/M/Wisconsin)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems