My angel flew away
Leaving me to fall
Falling
Again and again
Trying to use someone else to help me back up
I'm not strong enough on my own
I'm falling
Falling
Falling
I can see the bottom now
Digging deeper down
Falling farther
Too dark to see anymore
I can't see back to the top
No point in looking anymore
I'm done trying to climb back
I am now content
With falling
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Brain Flow
PoetryThe brain can be a very scattered thing. Thoughts racing. No train of thought. Our words are often lost in the vastness of this world. Half of our thoughts vanish in an instance. Which is why it is crucial to write thoughts down as they happen. I us...
