In the Sky

A day comes and goes underneath the soles of your feet. You are running, if only metaphorically, it pays almost the same currency. A smile on my shoulders, a tired ache in my muscles that satisfies,  do you know that once you start running it's hard to stop, that's the trick. One day I stepped off the hamster wheel, one day I started writing a book, one day I opened my eyes and decided to live a life, do you know I haven't stopped yet. It doesn't take much to make me smile these days, I think my heart is a helium balloon.

I know I drown a hundred times each week.
But every time I get the chance to fill my lungs with air,
it's like I forget I was ever even wet.