Poem: Travelling is my Drug

My heart is pounding hard
Hands are reaching out for more
It’s never been so difficult
To breathe in this familiar air

I’ve been gone for too long
This place is no longer mine
My memory is failing me
Falling deeper and deeper
Into this well of clouds

Wandering about endlessly
Always looking for something
To capture my heart
Always looking for a hit
To preserve my sanity

Walking amongst the bouncy clouds
The endless clear blue sky
Tip toeing through it all
The only thing driving me is,
Salty tears falling from above

Peace and Love,