Forced myself to my feat
My sight goes blank,
my brain weighs heavy
Feel my shoulders sink
My chest constrict
My throat close
Stumble over the seamless
Fumble for the flaws
Mumble the insignificant
Crashing without burning
Lying without speaking
Failing without trying
Standing too fast
I rise only to fall
Friday, August 15, 2008
Standing Too Fast
Labels:
dammit to hell,
dating,
poetry
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