Crash
You'd think falling was the easiest part.
The air rushing past you.
The world spinning so fast.
Zero focus.
Your eyes watering.
Can't catch your breath.
Your heart pounding so hard it hurts.
Hands clenched and cold.
Your entire body unsure and tense.
Alone in an alien atmosphere.
Like you are somewhere you don't belong.
Plummeting a million miles an hour.
Without control.
Just a body in an endless universe.
Karma is really the only ruler here.
Your past depicts your future.
Or is it fate?
Are you destined to walk away from this?
Or is all of that old wives tales?
Do you decide your own destiny?
Whatever.
Years of disappointment.
Endless struggles and tears.
Failures topped with self loathing.
Tears and sobs and hiccups.
A weight of guilt of a thousand memories.
Miles away from saving.
This panic attack is going to make me
Crash.
Copyright © Janae Gertridge | Year Posted 2024
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