Poetry about growing up, being scared to be mortal, breathing in the new spring air, and feeling hopeless and vulnerable.

I found a circus full of ghosts. I've been in the depths of the oceans, thinking I could find Atlantis. I've been glancing at the sun, flinching at the bright light.
I've seen it all-in my head.

To be scared of, and to be in love with things, people, and places, I will dive into Aurora Borealis.

This is what happened before Everless.
And it's a lot.

x C