Sick Of Poem by Leon Moon

Sick Of



Sick of thinking about seeing a being made of air

Sick of falling while walking to a calling leading nowhere

Sick of nothing being everything, fearing something that will
never be there,

Sick of believing I'm conceiving as I'm becoming nothing but air

Tuesday, May 3, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: sick
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