𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐰𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤

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as a child,
I was told to
never look down.
so, I blinked away
my wilful youth
and trained my eyes
upon the sky.

but the higher you get,
the harder it is to ignore
the space between you
and the ground.
I've been traversing
on this earth
for two decades
and I have yet to fall
without the promise
of shattering.

I built a wall
around my chest,
hoping to keep my ribs
in place.
but they're breaking
and I'm sinking
into myself.
I can't blink away
the sky this time.

sometimes,
this body of mine
feels like the
carriage of a train
careening off the tracks
and into an abyss.

no matter how hard
I hold onto my bones,
I never cease to lose
vital pieces of myself
to this world.

soon,
I will become
nothing more than a
trainwreck,
broken
beyond
repair.

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