i have the power to fly

but my body tenses for the fall

before i even take a leap


my feet drag on the ground

unwilling to let me go


my flesh scraps through to my bones

soft pinkish gleam

now all splintered white

2 thoughts on “grounded

  1. Prashant says:

    it happens so many times ! The fear of “what if I don’t succeed” drags our efforts so low and below that we never get to know how we would’ve actually succeeded…so well written

  2. ~Lady Day says:

    every time…a precious masterpiece. ❤

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