Being here
Is like standing on a massive bridge
And starting to feel the rumble of the ground
It shakes until the bridge caves in beneath my feet
And I fall
And fall
Watching you
Is like being on a dizzying rollercoaster
Except the winding track is broken
I catapult off the end and await my demise
As I fall
And fall
Doing anything
Is like walking a thin tightrope
Where a small misstep is inevitable
I might be able to save myself
Yet I fall
And fall
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Book
PoetryI've been feeling creative lately and poems are helping me express my feelings. Why not share them on the internet?
