Thursday, June 11, 2020

Falling to my grave

I don't know which is worse
Pretending and going through the motions
Or just skipping them
And only showing the anger. 
Today
When i was in the shower
I closed my eyes under the water
And suddenly the floor fell away 
And only left me stranded on the two places my feet happened to be
I teetered
And tottered
As I tried to maintain the slivers of ground under my feet
Knowing if i moved
I would fall into the abyss
And if i stepped the wrong way
I would meet my demise.
It was only my feet
And everything else was far, far below. 
The fear of falling to my death was pounding in my heart as i failed to hold my position 
Steady and strong
I was too tired to keep my legs from wobbling.