do you ever get the feeling you're falling?
not actually falling.
not the feeling where you wake up
disoriented
jolted awake by your fear of piercing
whatever lies below
falling as in... losing your grip.
on yourself. on reality as a whole.
you feel your friendships slipping out of your fingers but at this point you don't know yourself well enough to even fathom keeping them any longer
you're a disgrace to your family and friends,
but for what?
what is YOUR meaning?
we all have one. but they can leave just as fast as they are realized.
maybe your meaning is to fall.
YOU ARE READING
poetry
Poetrysubmissions from people i know and see or my own. it's anonymous. message me to submit one. kinda just to keep all of them together. mostly stuff my friend Jake writes or stuff I write while stoned
