I feel like I'm falling

not as a negative thing, nothing too terrible

just… falling

as a constant

a now

a statement based on facts based on a point of view with no real connection to what might be viewed as the real and accurate truth

… but no lie

I'm just… falling

it's so easy to accept

even if what is should be creating little cracks

little lines along the seams of reality

foreshadowing an impending forming of a single crack

hairline, maybe more

as time goes

I find myself trying to breathe

even when I already do

wanting to lie down when I'm lying down

and walk away

when I'm already gone

I tense up, freeze

like a small animal infront of a bright light on a fast moving bucket of bolts

a car, I guess

or a very low flying airliner

… but that's not really a realistic turn of events

but I take my silly little breaths and try my silly little best

to cling to whatever is likely to be the truth of the day

and today

I just feel

like I'm falling

even when I close my eyes open to the internally dark

or when they open

… it scares me

just a little

I don't know why

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