Falling

Falling

I can’t tell anymore
Which way I’m falling,
At once, I was sure it was down,
But it’s been so long
Expecting to hit ground
That I must be falling sideways.

Is my life so much a trial
I feel I’m falling sideways?
Loss of control,
Fear of what I might hit,
Will I run into tomorrow
Before I’ve lived today?

If I’m falling sideways
When will it ever end?
Catch my breath,
Catch my life,
Rushing by me at a standstill,
Unable to find a handhold,
Not able to find my place.

If I change my perspective
Will it stop me falling sideways?
Turn, reach for something more,
Don’t let them all keep telling me
I have no place right here,
I can’t be who I am.


I believe that falling saved me,
It made me take a stand,
It helped me to realize,
I only have this time
To become who I want to be,
Only I can make that change,
To put my feet on solid ground,
Stand up and take a chance.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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