Poetry

Adrift (#382)

I’m feeling just a tad bit adrift,
As if at the edge of a spatial rift,
Like the horizon of a black hole,
Frozen and suspended is my soul,
I see what was and what could be,
All the while the present is with me,
I don’t know how I came to be here,
Nothing makes sense, nothing clear,
Emotions drift by and interlace,
I feel lost in the vacuum of space,

Any Thoughts?

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