grief, hope


it is fascinating how sadness can take up the empty space inside you. eating up your hunger. leaving no room but for the thirst of peace. like a hollow balloon, over stretched. ready to explode. 

i wonder how gravity can pull you deeper, faster than 9.8 meters per second square. darkness knows no law, no reason. but yes, the melancholy rhymes. 

the thread that once held withers and frays. leaving no space between you and the bottom. you wait for the world to tip and turn, to twist.  eyes shut in anticipation. 

but your hands still burn. you hold on. still. your life balanced hanging by the  tearing thread. and still, you do not let go. 



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