Gravity
Jul 31, 2022
Just an abstract poem
The gravity is pulling you.
No way of escaping that feeling.
Closer by the second.
No need to be afraid.
Closer to your inner center.
Starry dance who keeps spinning.
Pale light surrounding you.
The sirens are calling.
The wind is running free.
The end is near,
Or as far as you want it.
Faint whisper from a distant future.
All will fade away in a flash.
Poetic justice for the one who is tired of living.
Golden medal for the troubled mind.
Can't you hear the sound of drums?
The breaking point is almost there.
