the fall

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when you feel like you're on top of the world

fearless and unstoppable

nobody warns you how far you'll fall

when that darkness finally catches up with you

or the pain of the impact

as your bones shatter against the rocks


they don't tell you how quickly everything can change.

that the people who brought you higher and higher

encouraged you to keep climbing until you reached the top

and held your hand when you stumbled

promising they'd never let you fall

will be the first to push you off

and laugh when you hit the ground

ignoring you as you beg for help

crying for somebody to pick you up

instead staying in their joy

too happy with themselves to care. 


a/n: uh, cute. lots of sadness here. but if you liked it, please drop a vote or a comment or tell your friends about this! i love you all, and i hope none of you can relate to the feeling i hopefully effectively conveyed in this poem. if you can,  please don't hesitate to reach out to me. 

-xoxo, winter

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