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Poetry: “Falling”

Poetry: “Falling”

| On 08, May 2019

I’m falling

Why is it that I am always falling

I never stop 

I can’t grab anything to save myself

I’m falling 

Over and over again

Is it because I fear real life?

Is it because I’m afraid of what will come when I wake up?

Is that why I am so afraid of sleeping?

Because I know when I sleep,

I’m falling 

Over and over again

It’s never ending

I’m always afraid

My anxiety gets the best of me

My hatred towards sleep causes me to look dead

My stress causes me to over work and do nothing but shake

I’m falling 

Not just when I’m asleep 

But when I’m awake

Anytime I try

Anytime someone tells me to do something 

I’m falling 

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