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Falling

My place in the world

By Serenity RowlandPublished 4 years ago 1 min read
Falling
Photo by Ayko Neil Kehl on Unsplash

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.

sad poetry

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