softness; blankness; nothing

softness; blankness; nothing

A Poem by Sora

floating in a blank, bubble space:
floating. 
the softness of the air enveloping around me, 
not suffocating. 

the bubble ripples ever so slightly - 
i float in the middle. 
a dot. 

there's nothing outside the bubble. 
just a bright white; not blinding. 
i can't tell if it's cold or warm outside. 
not like i'd be able to venture out anyway. 

my eyes are closed, arms around my legs. 
a dot. 

i wonder if it'd be possible,
if someone could peer through - 
peer over this circle and see me inside. 

could they reach their vast hands around the bubble, 
hold it? without it popping? 

or am i blocked out entirely, 
from this whatever might be outside, 
outside the white space, if there was one?
i don't know. 

i want to sleep. 
i'm warm. 
but my legs feel cold. 
i don't know what it is anymore. 

i'm just floating. 

© 2025 Sora


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just writing to find a place for my thoughts. please note that the writings tend to be pessimistic, so if you don't feel like reading that sort of thing, my writings may not be your cup of tea ^^ more..