LANDING
This feeling of fear is overwhelming at times, it’s like I am waiting for something. Waiting for the fall. I close my eyes and clench my fists, but nothing happens. I am still floating…..always and forever floating. I mean, I guess I could get used to this….if only I could get used to this….the floating, the fear, the fall. I am tired of being this way, tired of the sound of my breath, tired of the tears in my eyes, tired of the pounding of my heart. Most of all I am tired of waiting. It will come. It always comes and it always hurts. Willing myself, I fight.
Doesn’t matter. I lose....
Every. Single. Time.
I lose.....
And then bloodied and bruised....I pick myself up....
and I continue on, moving forward, floating forward, but knowing that soon....again….
I’ll be right back here, in the same fucking space.
Waiting.
Waiting, Waiting, Waiting....
Always waiting...
for the next fall.
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Lee York
Lee York is an Indianapolis based writer who has a passion for creating, empowering and inspiring Black Womxn through literary art.
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