falling
falling
down
i feel weightless
i know i'll hit the ground
eventually
but not now
down the rabbit hole
off the cliff
into the dark
the unknown is waiting
f
a
l
l
i
n
g
am i falling?
or am i flying?
both, i guess
autumn leaves
snowflakes
raindrops
everything comes down
eventually
what happens when you reach the ground?
YOU ARE READING
Raging Storm
Poetry{a storm may last a moment but a moment is all it takes} raindrops can be hurricanes, too. all raindrops end up in the ocean eventually, though. but we will rise again, learn to breathe again, because broken doesn't mean weak. A collection of poems...
