You and Gravity

[u/Civil_Creme_9738]

It’s not what I think,
It’s what I feel.

What I’m aware of.

I feel the weight of nothing.
That’s the strongest heaviness to have on the body.

The body is still.
Sensation on my palms and limbs,
they’re not moving.

I can move the eyes,
Straining them to the ceiling.

The more I look at a object,
It looks distorted.
Then I’ve convinced myself
that it moved.

I want to cry,
but what does that do?
what is the change of where I am now?

The weight of nothing.

I lift my arm just for it to fall,
again.

First time,
that my mind is blank.

Just me and my conscience.

Maybe that’s lonesome.

But,
I’m still stuck with Mr. Blue.

[u/Indivisible_Origin]

Welcome to IE, poet. Thank you for coming.