An overactive soul

I’m a shadow bending

Into a whisper

Look through the rain

You’ll see me shimmer

A lost paper heart

Echoing through a fire,

Burning higher & higher

With immense desire.

I’m like speeding car

I have no brakes,

A broken mirror

Full of mistakes,

Maybe I’m a phoenix

Waiting to be reborn,

Or an old sweater

That’s rugged & worn.

I’m chasing stars

Like the astronauts,

Floating in space

Just like my thoughts,

I’m completely mad

Just like the hatter,

Filling oceans with the tears

That no longer matter.

I’m a free spirit

Living to thrive,

Building my dreams,

Until they come alive.

With the confidence of a god

I’m calculating my worth,

As a lost satellite

Orbiting earth?

K

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11 Responses to An overactive soul

  1. Those feelings make complete sense to me.. God does not make mistakes. ❀

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Bridgette says:

    Such beautiful poetry.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Simon says:

    A satellite orbiting Earth isn’t lost, it’s always falling and never reaching πŸ™‚

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Beautiful poem πŸ˜ŠπŸ‘

    Like

  5. randyjw says:

    My mother was a hatter πŸ™‚

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