don't look down
by Maria Kintner
I am a dam against a flood.
I choose to hold my breath,
instead of waiting my turn.
I have forgotten how to float.
Every door locked and every window shuttered.
My eyes always closed tight. A mockery of safety.
A false home.
I've tried to build houses around hearts.
Safe places, where every need is attended;
only to stand foolish between walls,
while the lights dim and I am no longer welcome inside.
Everything takes balance.
Small bites and single steps.
I keep falling. Someday, mercifully, I will not get up.
Posted on 10/08/2021
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