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It grows still, first,
then heavy.
Silence like lead,
and a fire under the skin,
burning as it spreads...
How could you have been so stupid?
Did you not plan for the worst?
Then it breaks -
a short gasp,
that turns at last to a laugh -
"oh my God are you ok?"
and the hands that help you up are kind,
no disgust in their eyes -
that was your own mind.
About the Creator
S. A. Crawford
Writer, reader, life-long student - being brave and finally taking the plunge by publishing some articles and fiction pieces.



Comments (7)
This can be read in so many different ways, not sure if you meant to do that but this is how I see it. A simple trip and fall - we all do that A fall into depression -always laughing it off Regardless of what happens deep down thankful someone is there to pick you up And more Excellent
Great imagery.
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Hahahahahaha I feel like we've all been there before. Loved your poem!
This was literally breathtaking until the final lines! Well done, SA!
I have been there , excellent words
What a sensory-packed 14 lines!! I read it three times and felt submerged then caught my breath by the end. Great piece!