Crashed
I struggle to stand,
but the levity
of what just happened
brings me crashing back down
to the hard reality.
I saw this coming from miles away,
staring at it through a telescope,
yet now its close enough
to touch me.
But it doesn't simply
tap my shoulder,
no,
it slams its fist into my face,
sending me spiraling
out of control,
my mind a car wreck.
I try to pick up the pieces,
put it back together,
but the parts are so bent,
I know this will take some time.
I hope that one day
I will find some help to rebuild this,
so that I can again fly down the highway
with high hopes for a future worth living in.
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