Often times, I am floating
with nothing to hold me down.
I feel weightless like a feather
in just about any weather.
I feel weightless, yet I carry
all this weight. Sometimes,
I wonder how I can rid myself
of all bad things that remain.
The pain and anguish will soon
parish. I can feel myself become
light as negative thoughts rot.
My body will continue to drive
just as long as I want to ride.
IN YOUR DREAMS POETRY 