God
I can't see you here in space
But i still ask for your grace
I feel so cold

I've never been a believer
The world makes you a deceiver
But i can't bear to die alone
So i'll trust the unknown
I need someone to hold

A flower's beauty
Lives not within earthly realms
Only within dreams

Also love, as things unseen
Lives forever, floating me

©  2017 Jim Davis

i'm not really sure that i'm alive
i know that blood pumps through me
and that my heart pulses
but i'm only spectating
sometimes i can't even see
and it's blurry
sometimes i can't even feel
and i'm floating
sometimes i can't even think
and i'm foggy
so what am i?
a ghost of the child i was years ago?
the decomposing remains of my innocence?
a shell of what i should be?
the last piece of being that i am before i fully dissolve?
a detachment of my fragile body?

I'll take my share of gravity
And nothing else
Heaven knows I need some space
But see, there's no gravity there, is there?

I'm floating on a dandelion
over dead dinos and growing grass
the world is so lovely now
I hope I never come down
from hazy days and frosted leaves
winter is approaching and
I'm feeling warm and dizzy
and bright.

i dream of foggy bliss
a floating lagging sort of luxury
reminiscent of drug induced
bubbly bogus happiness

Floating heads
Means floating thoughts
But to many floating thoughts
Are to heavy to be floating
And heavy thoughts
Means a heavy head
It hits the ground
from where
it rised so many times before
maybe it can do it
once more

If our bodies
Were only made
Of floating heads
I sure as hell
Wouldn't have survived

My head
Would have blown up
In a thousand pieces
Because of
The millions of thoughts
It couldn't contain