Blackberry Thistles ✓

31 | the art of falling gracefully

*trigger warning: mentions suicide*

It is an art form — falling.
You need the grace of a ballerina
and the mind of a fierce predator.

She wondered with dazed simplicity
if the bottom of the cliff face was cold.

Delirious, she wanted to test out her theory.
Diving into the icy depths, she resurfaced,
before her body began the descent,
down into the depths of the freezing,
churning water.

Falling was an art form, but so was dying.
And, like Plath, she put on a remarkable display.