At some point, you acknowledge the drop
Eventually you know you're falling
The space between your toes and the edge become ever so slight
Once you open your eyes, you're looking over the ledge
Looking over gave you a thrill, but the real excitement is stepping off
At moments, it feels like you're flying
Completely throwing out the laws of physics
Able to defy gravity in every way
But other times, you plummet
In an intense spiral downward
Jumping out of the plane only to realize you forgot your only means of safety, no parachute allowing you glide down
Back to earth without a scratch
The immense clouds lightly graze your skin
It's magnificent isn't it?
How you feel the cool light sensation of the wind,but in a split second the daggers and pain of the same
Going from a climax, to a gruesomely dismal state
In all reality, these occurrences are ever so possible
Nostalgia eventually fades into the light mist of pain
The rare chances happiness prevails is possible
The minute, the second, the instance your attachment endures odds
Stay
Hold on for dear life, for if you don't the endless cycle of falling will decimate your soul
Piece by living piece
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The Lost: A collection of emotions
PoesiaThis collection of poetry I wrote is mostly Free lance. Most of the inspiration is from heartbreak, so bear with me. It might get confusing, but hey it happens. Please if you use anything cite my work or tag me☺️. I'm really trying to update more of...
