"I am so happy!"
"No, you're not."
"I'm in love!"
"Once again, you're not."
"I'm finally going to be successful."
"No, you won't."
"I have faith in myself."
"No, you don't."
"Well, I can still have a bright future ahead of me."
"If the thought makes you feel good."
"I'll become who I always wanted to be."
"That's only if you could."
"There's nothing that can stop my dreams."
"You say that now."
"I'll achieve such a worthwhile and beautiful life."
"Really? But how?"
"Heart, why are you so cruel?"
"I'm not. Your doubt just breaks me under its immense rule."
About the Creator
Reiley
An eclectic collection of the fictional and nonfictional story ideas that have accumulated in me over the years. They range from all different sorts of genres.
I hope you enjoy diving into the world of my mind's constant creative workings.
Descent
Descent is not a collapse. It is a deliberate return, a controlled lowering of altitude after the sky has done its work. You come back to the ground slowly, intentionally, carrying the clarity you earned in the thin air. The world rises to meet you with all its familiar weight, but you are not the same person who left it. Gravity reaches for you with the confidence of an old habit, expecting you to slip back into the shapes you once held, but altitude has altered your outline. You feel the pull, but you do not mistake it for belonging.
By Elisa Wontorcik8 days ago in Poets
Comments (2)
Oh, great entry! I loved it.😍
Poignant.