@tomasp1189

Poem #11 A knot in my stomach, I start to fall— no safety rail to grab, nobody around to catch me, no parachute to stop me from crashing. I fucked up— adrenaline confirms it. And I realize it’s futile to fight gravity’s pull— so, I surrender to the free fall, and let the void take me into its dark embrace.

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