I’m Falling
but sometimes
I’m lucky enough to float
through the clouds so fragile
wrapping me in wisps of white
that will do nothing
to save me
from The Fall
Falling
like leaves, dishevelled and shaken
from Winter’s threats of cold and destruction
Falling
Through the cracks
Slipping and sliding
Simply passing
I feel nothing
but everything
and all at once too
It is the weight of love
pulling me toward the bed
drowning and choking me
filling my lungs with salty water
the sensation burning from my chest
through to my veins
in the blackened water
only small flickers I see
seaweed tangled in my hair
knotting my limbs in its clutches,
I struggle
only to succumb to the everlasting tide
There is no where to run
