Feeling Strapped

Low down
Tired eyes
One heavy leg leads the other
Mindless, yet with habitual purpose

I carry on with what’s near

Always liked to be outside
Liked to be above it all
Looking down thinking
Something bigger was in store for me

I see myself aging and it’s jarring

Reality aches and burns
For fantasy unobtainable
Leaving nothing but dreams
And songs that play infinitely