Sunday, 25 January 2015

The Way I Fall

I hate the way I fall
Suddenly, out of control
Air pushed from my lungs
Tears streaming from my eyes
Terrified in anticipation
"When will I hit the ground?"
"How much will it hurt?"
"How long will it take
this time
to patch myself back together?"
Oh how I hate to fall
always uncertain
always frightened
always left alone
burning on the ground

(25-01-2015)

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