On Top Of The World Poem by persian khushi

From stepping stones
To hills and mountains
I've made it to the very top
Of the highest of all
My lungs filled with air
Yelling to the world
Bring it on

As I lean back,
Stretching the length of me
Exhaling stagnant air
I rid myself of negative influence
Filling my heart and lungs with light of light
Well, this was the first day
Me myself and I

But as the sun turned to water
Loneliness came
And drowning me in pain
Everything reminds me of you
For the time was drawing near
For when you would have come home


I thought I cried an ocean of tears
Merely buckets full in the ocean
I'm crying now
All the tell tale signs that I've ignored
Now dancing around gloating in my head
For the mistake I've made