Here I go again...
f
a
l
l
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n
g
fast....
afraid to open up this parachute, because I'm afraid it will be broken
afraid I won't land safe
but hey, what the hell, I'll give it a shot
I'll try to open it...
at least I'll know I tried
and that I wasn't too scared to find out the truth
that's just how it is for me and you
I always fall hard, and you're never there to catch me
I thought it would be different this time, I thought you had changed
I was finally happy...
and then you dropped me like a bomb
and yeah I landed safe and sound
but in p i e c e s
- Author: psychofemale (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 14th, 2019 21:41
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 46
- Users favorite of this poem: Mads, Denise
Comments6
Very good emotive write. One day there will be somebody to catch you and your parachute will never be needed again.
Those pieces will rise up stronger.
They will be repieced through endeavour into something more beautiful than ever before.
safe and happy landings are always much preferred... go well friend.... N
thanks guys, i am actually happily married...some of these are old but favs of mine....i still feel they need to be shared because they are pieces of makes me who i am today 🙂
I love the manner in which this is given, even down to the placement in which it written, got me in the feels lady. ❤️
thank you so much for the positive feedback its much appreciated
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