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im falling...
one day i was taking a perfect relaxing stroll through a meadow filled with daisies, where families of cute little bunnies hopped around in playful figure eights while chasing butterflies coasting on the wind when all of a sudden...
i trip...
the flesh of my big toe scrapped upon a miniscule pebble so small not even an ant would notice a step up onto it...
and as i barely felt the chip of earth against my digit i stumbled over, the air rushing past my body was a different story...
air so thick it was like diving into water...
i could feel each molecule as it collided upon my unsteathed skin with such force it created a rippling effect making my flesh look like the top of a still pond after a dew drop had fallen from the growing cat tails onto its surface...
and though i was falling with such momentum all that was heard was complete silence...
the same silence that is present after being informed of a death of a loved one before it is consumed by lonesome and questioning sobs...
though the sound of upset tears will never arrive due to the enormous steel damn i had placed on my ducts...
forced to be held in by unintelligent pride similar to that of the cowardly lion in search of his bravery...
and as i fall further and further into this ever so dark pit it soon becomes peaceful and understanding as if in a meditative trance unaware of the approaching floor that never seemed to exist...
and in that last conscience moment between the loud, bone crushing thud unable to be stopped by anymeans and the serenity afterwards...
i realize...
that pebble was part of a larger piece that was broken apart during a foolish solo game of soccer...
i realize i created that pebble and in turn sent myself to such an unwanted demise...
one day i was taking a perfect relaxing stroll through a meadow filled with daisies, where families of cute little bunnies hopped around in playful figure eights while chasing butterflies coasting on the wind when all of a sudden...
i trip...
the flesh of my big toe scrapped upon a miniscule pebble so small not even an ant would notice a step up onto it...
and as i barely felt the chip of earth against my digit i stumbled over, the air rushing past my body was a different story...
air so thick it was like diving into water...
i could feel each molecule as it collided upon my unsteathed skin with such force it created a rippling effect making my flesh look like the top of a still pond after a dew drop had fallen from the growing cat tails onto its surface...
and though i was falling with such momentum all that was heard was complete silence...
the same silence that is present after being informed of a death of a loved one before it is consumed by lonesome and questioning sobs...
though the sound of upset tears will never arrive due to the enormous steel damn i had placed on my ducts...
forced to be held in by unintelligent pride similar to that of the cowardly lion in search of his bravery...
and as i fall further and further into this ever so dark pit it soon becomes peaceful and understanding as if in a meditative trance unaware of the approaching floor that never seemed to exist...
and in that last conscience moment between the loud, bone crushing thud unable to be stopped by anymeans and the serenity afterwards...
i realize...
that pebble was part of a larger piece that was broken apart during a foolish solo game of soccer...
i realize i created that pebble and in turn sent myself to such an unwanted demise...