Sunday, June 20

vertigo

I am standing on the edge of a cliff ready to fall.
There was a rope around my waist, which I quickly removed.
I look down, hoping someone might catch me.
I was hoping it would be you.

I smile because you are there.
And then begin to laugh at myself
because you turned away
When you saw me.

Beautiful sights are waiting for me.
And I still choose to fall beyond the cliff
even if no one will embrace my fall
because I do not want emptiness.

Fall even if there is nothing to fall on.

3 comments:

The Constellation of Cancer said...

Sometimes, falling is better than staying put, or reaching the ground. It's the closest we can get to flying.

janinedelrosario said...

I do hope so. Because right now, it doesn't feel right.

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