The resounding patter of my feet,
While my legs continued to race,
Echoed through the somber street
To my heart's throbbing pace.
I'm falling once again.
I drove myself past my common strain
Through callous, concret pathways
Which only amplified the flourishing pain
That pulsed through me in always.
I'm faltering once again.
Then there came the descent,
A plunge into my hopelessness,
And all it did was further augement
My glaring pain and loneliness.
I'm falling once again.
My shoulder met with the stony ground,
Giving me a breach in my mindless sprint,
Into a place where I was never to be found,
A place where mirth was but a mere glint.
I'm faltering once again.
I gradualy turn from my aching side
To lay outstretched on the dank pavement,
Then I saw the moon without it's dark side
And it made me question all that it meant.
I don't want to fall once again.
While I was running in the darkness
I had felt so profoundly anguished
But when I saw the moon's likeness
Its light's caress is all I had ever wished.
I don't want to falter again.
The pain and the sorow felt so far away,
For just in a moment I was transported
With one look at his face from where I lay,
That candecence was all I ever needed.
I will not let myself fall once again.

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Falling and Faltering
PoetryThis is my first writing on this account, and my first work of poetry in quite a long while. It was fun to write and defenitly a good way to stretch my literary muscles. Warning: It's rather depressing until the end. I hope you enjoy it.