this is the best. she is too good. check out her other poem guyyyss. this one iss toooo good
Above the world,
beyond it all,
we sat at the top of the Ferris wheel.
Inky, endless night surrounded us
as we looked, and we saw
the world from a higher perspective.
The way the lights twinkled,
Neon, tinted with spirit.
And that the people looked
how we must look to God in the heavens.
We were stoned on youth.
only just beginning.
in the middle of wishing,
I fell, from the top.
Down and down until here, and now.
And came to find
that the pretty lights stop twinkling
once you’re on the ground.