Existential crisis Poems
My purpose
by Coleen Thorpe
It’s morning again, it’s morning,
Morning to you, dearest sun,
As you peak through my window,
Stretching your arms so desperately,
......
Forgotten Self
by Annie Pink
Feeling much more than is human,
My soul, be free from this mortal strains.
Floating because I will fall
Preparing for reality to swallow me whole.
Drunken on immortal panic,
New born ecstasy floods my veins.
Longing to feel the universe
......
My purpose
by Coleen Thorpe
It’s morning again, it’s morning,
Morning to you, dearest sun,
As you peak through my window,
Stretching your arms so desperately,
......
Forgotten Self
by Annie Pink
Feeling much more than is human,
My soul, be free from this mortal strains.
Floating because I will fall
Preparing for reality to swallow me whole.
Drunken on immortal panic,
New born ecstasy floods my veins.
Longing to feel the universe
......
