Just falling, no struggle

I’ve been a wreck today, wracked with anxiety.

I feel tired and sleepy but can’t bring myself to go to bed.

I imagine the feeling I crave is akin to that of falling.

Of letting go and completely surcumbing to the pull of gravity.

My thoughts are breakable and fall around me in a continuous stream of delicate conciousness

I am a huddled mess.

But I take the plunge and remain suspended in time

just falling, no struggle.

I am a person who loves books.

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