Literature
When My World Overturns
The world likes to turn itself over at times
Gravity shifts, colors switch places, realitys 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
Theyre only rocks
Then theres you
Standing there, feet firmly on the ground
Youre 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