No ceiling near; the pure high air is fat,
Glide silently near clouds without a sigh,
A neon world below your weary cat,
You cannot hope to know until you cry,
Your life's a bore; absorb the gentle trust,
Try your luck and chance, the rewards are nice
Your life's a chore; believe in the black lust
Buy a new romance and kiss them all twice
Nobody sees the shining heart within,
The crumbs of love locked in a fancy cage,
Now leave behind a life that's closing in,
Open the book of bondage; turn the page,
Your silver locket dazzles through the night,
Sky high, never surrender in your flight.
About the Creator
Chloe Gilholy
I live in Oxfordshire, England. I used to write a lot of fan fiction and mainly just write poetry now. I've been to over 20 countries and written many books. I'm currently working on a horror story called Heavenly Seas.
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