I'm  living on a Bubble

Floating, flying free

Each wind I change direction

High above the sea

Colors burst around me

Just  rainbows you'll agree

Loving my existence

Fleeting

as it may be

A honest belief,
  Can bring relief,
    While causing
       grief.
        May effects,
         be brief.

So many of you with that
        10watt mass in your head.
Can generate so much,  
          out there, to be read.
Garnering likes, loves, and
          repost, that spread.
Making me post, my attempts,
          with a sense of dread.
Hopefully pushing my own
           wattage to a "nine."
I can manage, to generate,
            a usable line.
Afraid my watts, don't know
            what's unless I rhyme.
Again I'm afraid, I've wasted,
            everyone's time.

Have you faced the
  soul crushing reality,
of a time you will no
  longer be.
What the memories
  those left behind
   will see?

It seems, human
  "civilizations,"
     only plan,
       to sacrifice
         their soul,
           and riches,
             to harm their,
               fellow man.

Left behind
in the dust,
left for dead,
left to rust,
I've given up
with the passing days,
waiting for the hour
I ' l l   f a d e    a    w    a    y     .     .      .