as a child,
I was told to
never look down.
so, I blinked away
my wilful youth
and trained my eyes
upon the sky.
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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.
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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.
YOU ARE READING
when all the shadows shift
Poesía❝𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒓𝒅; 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆.❞ a collection of poetry.