Skipping over puddles,
They vibrated with our giggles
Slam dunks in waste baskets
Crunchy sound of wheels on gravel,
On a cold wind blown night
A stare-down with the freelance tomcat
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Falling from the moon,
The stars said Ah! the earth cried see you soon.
It did not seem so far when I had started out
But now as it goes on I begin to have some doubt.
The twinkling stars whizzed by
As I waved the moon goodbye.
I felt that I could fly
Felt I could zoom up and light the sky.
I began to shudder and shake,
What if I hit the earth too soon, would I would break.
I shall not run I shall not hide, I’ll face the void with my eyes open wide. I shall call up my warrior from within and hone my sword the battle to begin.
If I must make sense of what is my worth. I shall do it now I shall justify my time on earth.
Each time the void comes for me I make the mistake of either drowning or trying to flee. Why do I do this time after time both paths are futile I end up broken, spent and feeling vile.
I shall not flinch this time. I will win I can answer to my failures and each and every sin. I do not want to stand alone but stand I must. Be I only skin and bone.