Ive fallen.
Over the balcony.
Past the floor.
Through the ground.
Past the earths core.
Into a deep abyss.
A cold and unwelcoming blackness.
Or maybe it’s light?
I’m not sure.
I’m rising.
Through the cold dark abyss.
Past the earths core.
Back through the ground.
Through the floor.
Over the balcony.
Into your arms.
A warm and welcoming place.
A home.
- Author: Reyas (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 6th, 2018 18:34
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 19
Comments1
Wonderful poem. Love the rhyme and that was a heck of a fall but as long as you made it back, just keep it on track.
Thanks so much, I honestly was so afraid to post at first so Iām glad someone actually likes it š
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