The sky is swirling above my head.
There's an aching in my chest. Anti-gravity day.
A heavy calm in my bones to contrast the frantic racing of my thoughts.
What is that sound?
Songs on my playlist offer no comfort. I switch between them faster than the shuffling allows.
They sweep me off my feet then leave me spinning, tumbling,
Falling.
I keep waiting to be a crater in the ground.
Nothing left but a hole and a memory that will fade over time.
What do you do when you're too afraid to fall/
to fail,
and can't touch the ground?
What if I disappear? Does it matter? Will they notice?
But it's not happening. Not yet, not yet.
I don't know why, but I'm smiling.
Music fades.
I'm randomly smiling, and laughing, and then it's quiet.
And in the quiet, there's a vague wonderment, a sense of hope,
I think.
There's a chill in the air, and breathing is a little easier now.
Just look at the stars, they're still burning bright.
I hope that one day I'll learn how to shine as well.
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