This whole life
I've felt like I've been
Perpetually Falling
But in reality
I've been searching
Trying to catch myself
Without the mask
Basking in sunlight
Without the darkness at my back
I've been falling
Fearful of meeting the ground
And only a few have been able to
Slow me down
And just one without any sound
I think of the molten brown
and feel light as a feather
and feel like I could weather
any impact I might meet
And how it might be so sweet
to greet
each other as equals
and who knows
Maybe we'll get a sequel
I've been falling
maybe searching for a person who
would catch me
I just wish
that I didn't miss
the sight of you
and that a sweet kiss
was waiting for me
at the end of each day
and I've been falling
swirling in defeat
never knowing who I might meet
and that my descent could complete
and I land onto sure feet.

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