melimsah

The world likes to turn itself over at times Gravity shifts, colors switch places, reality’s warped and I feel myself slipping off the Earth, toward the Darkness between the stars. Grappling at the rocks on the ground hoping one of them will hold fast and save me But they never do They’re only rocks Then there’s you Standing there, feet firmly on the ground You’re watching me being pulled away And you look so lost as what to do. The fingers of my left hand let go, releasing the grass shoots they cling to And I reach for you, desperately the fingers of my other hand beginning to lose grip You stare, still