Soft Landing

I can feel myself falling

The wind buffeting me

This way and that.

I turn as I fall

The open and empty sky reminds me

Of what could be possible.

I turn once more

The harsh and unforgiving ground forewarns me

Of my impending fate.

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I can feel myself screaming

In quiet desperation

That silent yell of the damned.

Inside the walls of my mind

A cacophony of sound

That blocks all rational thought.

But outside is silence

No voice is given

To the unrelenting noise in my head.

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I can feel myself slowing

The landscape comes back into focus

And out of the blur it has been.

The blood that was pumping in my ears

Slows down and quiets

So I can hear myself think again.

Kind hands

And a kind heart

Are prepared to break my fall.

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I can feel myself calming

As the voices in my mind

Whilst not gone, lose their power.

Things previously thought

Just hallucinations of a fevered brain

Become solid and balm my soul.

Your arms make for such a soft landing

And now it seems like

The fall didn’t hurt at all.