safety net Poem, by Mea, at My poetic side

you're like a swiss cheese safety net covered in tiny thorns

and i am constantly plummeting towards concrete

and i keep falling through you

and when i don't fall through you

i land on you and get stabbed by a thousand tiny thorns

and i have no room to complain because you aren't even my net, i took you from a different failed skydiver

but like

i need a net there

and you offered

and you don't even have to be there at all so i should be grateful

but i'm not

i mean i am

i love you

i love that you're there at all and

i love you a little bit more every time you catch me

i love you even with the stinging searing pain from those fucking thorns

but i hate you a little bit more every time i fall through you and my head cracks against the concrete

but i'll keep bleeding out and i'll keep regenerating 10,000 feet in the air and plummeting towards the earth

partially because i don't have any other choice, but also because the thought of landing in someone else's net is much scarier

what if it's worse?

would falling straight to the ground without a net at all be any better?

i'm eternally falling regardless, that's just the way it is

it could also be that i've cracked my skull on the same spot on that dark red-stained concrete so many times that i don't care what my net situation is

Author: Mea (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
Published: February 18th, 2022 00:52
Category: Letter
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