You’ll Float Too

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Launch

As I rest my head on this cushion,

I’ve woven out of all my dreams,

I tend to caress my head,

Like always, to put me to sleep.

Eyes wide open staring at

the sky I’ve made up of the ceiling.

Looking at nothing but a single point,

I can see this pale body floating over me.

It has hanged itself to death, I perceive,

But wait, you need to know, the body is me.

Escaping from these voices in my head,

This lets me to no more feel.

For in this instant, I am lifeless

and barren to the world as I flee.

No, I can not end the pain,

But, I can surely halt it in a jiff,

For this serenity, I got right now,

It’s only because of me floating.

As you lay down to another sleepless night,

Don’t let your mind wander the agonizing avenue,

Just look up and escape the world,

I can bet you’ll float too.

43 thoughts on “You’ll Float Too”

      4. 😂😂😂 Yeah it does seem like I’m promoting them. N that does make their case heavier. So how much is it working? U js scared or r u ‘I’m not going to the washroom alone tonight’ scared 😜

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      10. 😂😂😂 Now you are blaming me😂😂😂 I didn’t put any ghostly feelings there. This blog wsnt even supposed to be ghostly. It’s somewhere sucidal kinda😂😂😂 It’s all in your head that u think of this as ghostly

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      25. I am certain….you must be having a collection….else from where will you get the inspiration from….there were days….when people used to keep albums….with their photos and also of their relatives….gone were those days…..

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      2. I love writing. Been writing for more than 2 years now. Blog is just a platform for me to do so. I was earlier pretty conscious about anyone judging me by reading my words, coz yeah a couple of my poems are dark. People assume you are well depressed and all.But I am no more afraid to show what I’ve got. So this blog ❤

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Young, Carefree. . . Living to let go of emotions through my words, through my sketches. They call me insane They call me psycho But little do they know in the midst of darkness I'm a fighter. . .