Looking Up from Humble Me by a.flaim

Walking home again
It’s a crisp and clear night
My eyes keep drifting up
To the majestic sky
It gives me the chills and
For the first time today I feel alive

Most days I’m spaced out
Getting berated by my mind
How could you do it again?
After what happened last time
But mostly it assures me
I am a waste of life

I’m trying not to give in
But by resisting it persists
If I watch it like the clouds
It too will pass

There’s something about the sky
That grounds this speck of life
Shaking free and reminding me
I’m not my thoughts

Stop thinking through every moment
And losing yourself in the past
Don’t worry about the future
Because that’s not changing it
We are not our minds
Breathing in, we’re alive!
Touching tasting smelling hearing seeing
Experience the joy of Being

Walking alone again
It’s a haunting night
Is anyone looking up
At the same night sky
Desperate for anything
To remind them that they’re alive

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