Falling;
Down and down we go,
No light, no ground,
Just falling,
Will I ever find the land?
Hands out,
Steadying myself,
Twisting and turning,
Dizzy from being turned upside down.
Falling;
Falling, floating through space,
No walls to hold to steady my pace.
Falling;
Down,
Down,
Into the black abyss,
Twisting,
Turning,
Upside down,
Dizzy again, from being on my head.
I shut my eyes as I spin,
Now standing straight,
Feeling woozy without being boozy.
Falling faster,
Down,
Up
Around,
Back down like a bullet.
I hear an alarm clock shrieking in the distance,
Then I wake up;
Oh shucks, now I have to get up for work!
Can't I just go back to sleep, and,
Enjoy falling?
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Carol Townend
Fiction, Horror, Sex, Love, Mental Health, Children's fiction and more. You'll find many stories in my profile. I don't believe in sticking with one Niche! I write, but I also read a lot too.
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Comments (4)
Lol, I prefer falling than going to work. Loved your poem!
Amazing work Carol.
Lovely, and beautifully written, Carol ❤️
sleeping at night for a long time is a dream. Your poem is great!