Suspended LivingA Poem by Kahtia HowardWritten April 15, 2013Caught in a dream suspended high above this world transcending dark truthes I can't forget I'm trying hard I created this shell to run away don't try to pull me out It's my wool blanket to pull over my eyes they're so sore from seeing my heart's sick of breathing I'll close my lids for good Take my vision, I've lost it take my aspirations they're out of reach and I'm not tall enough to take them back I've woken up from dreaming tip back another glass of wine I need to go back to sleep This dream turned black how can I escape into another? I need to slip dimensions I've lost it the thought floated away I'm lost again
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Added on February 10, 2014 Last Updated on March 3, 2014 AuthorKahtia HowardCTAboutMy name is Kahtia Howard. I am 20 years old, live in NYC but was born and raised in CT. I have always written poems, essays, and journals ever since I was a child. I see myself in many different light.. more..Writing
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