Tiny droplets of sunshine,scattered
on the shallow surface of veracity.
Succumbed, from the evil darkness plugging it in.
Like a lantern, plugged into the deepest surface
of the ocean.
Foresaken, is the universe, with its futile resolutions,
endless revolutions.
Blinded, with the facts of life,
I foresee a translucent light.
Yet, somehow I'm unable to cross over.
Like a human spirit, trapped on earth.
I'm bolted in my place with the laws of gravity,
that weakens my spirit pulling me down,leaving
me behind, preventing me
from floating in the air,
like the carefree wind.
or soar in the sky,
like a free-spirited bird.
physical limitations create boundaries,
alleviating my limitless mind,
while deteriorating my physical state.
caged in a prison reluctantly,
my creativity, is costantly fluctuating.
this life is merely a phase.
this universe is impregnated with foggy haze.
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