.The Fall.

Before she falls asleep, she listens to the air that surrounds her.
Focuses on the buzzing silence that rings in each ear.
Listens to it’s rhythm.
Wonders what silence sounds like.

Before she falls in love, she contemplates if this time it’s real.
Rummages through reasons why it’s not.
Doubts her inner emotions. Wonders why she can’t be free.

Before she falls out of love, she, once again, dissects her own heart.
Plants an internal message of self sabotage.
Contains all tears of pain.
Wonders if she’ll ever find true love.

Every time she falls she leaves a little piece of herself behind.
But like with a broken glass, she still struggles to pick up the shattered pieces.