What holds you suspended, is it strings?

I checked there aren’t any.

He reminds me he’s not suspended, always moving always moving.

The paths you traverse are farther than I will even imagine.

Can’t slow down when nothing ever stops in this place.

I tried to find somewhere I belong too.

Even if I did I wouldn’t reach it.

I don’t want to be trapped here anymore,

Too small too many memories too heavy.

Could someone come get me so I can find the place I need.

Somewhere out there if I never find anyone I can find a place where I can finally belong

Even if it’s alone for all of eternity.

Even if it never is how I imagined it.

I wanted to know his side of the story.

This awful story I’ve been telling.

I don’t want to be alone.

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