falling
that's all i seem to do
i fall
and fall
to what seems the world's end
i feel heavy
too heavy
when i brace myself for collision
with what seems to be the ground
i feel so much lighter
i lift my head
and look around
what i see none other could
for it is what i make of the world
when it comes time for me to disappear
it all dissolves
before my eyes
i seem to be forever falling
but this time
skyward
and when i wake this time
i am back to reality
YOU ARE READING
breathe
PoetryA collection of short poems ~ ♡ ~ the words of a weary, beaten soul who wishes to share her poems with the world