Soul through the screen.
I have never been this light drifting, floating, flowing The more time passes The rarer it is to find my feet connected to the floor At some point it's easy to forget that you were ever on ground Sometimes I do find myself landing either through witnessing people harvesting their fruits of labour or taking the train after a hard day or ironically in a tipsy daze But these are fleeting moments Then as quickly as I come crashing down, I drift off slowly once again I am aware of my circumstances I know time isn't on my side I do realise the lightness shouldn't be mistaken as comfort And to have my feet on the ground it will be a never ending fight Till next time when I find courage to speak my thoughts this moment will be proof that I'm grounded today.