Flow

Kicked out

lost on this orbit

no tracks

seldom any paths

a glimmer of hope

passing by

the setting sun

set out into this space

a rock that slowly turns

around elliptical circles

captured loops

and stunning bubbles

forced motion

trapped with no way out

struggling for breath

when home is not here

far into the night

remembering

beginning and ending

on this blueness

sinking under

never knowing

the freedom flowing

across the sacred sky

 

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Author: doing2016

I started writing when I was very young. Then I was mortified on a bus full of people when one of my stories was read aloud. I lost my focus and quit. Now, I'm trying to find my voice and my ambition. I love to write, good or bad. So, I'm doing it here and now. Thank you.

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