And you fall asleep
Gazing at mountain tops, The tent walls that surround you, The roof of your car, The texture of a new bedroom ceiling, The seat in front of you on an airplane, The boards holding up a bunk bed above you - You fall asleep. Hoping You will find somewhere that tires you In all the good ways. Hoping Your eyelids will no longer be weighed down For reasons far too heavy. Hoping It will get easier to place your feet On the cold floor the next morning And face a new day. Hoping For the next breath To be a little less laborious. Hoping The dreams will be kind And go easy on you tonight. You fall asleep Holding on Never quite sure how to let go, Never quite sure of yourself - Just question marks floating in the dark. Hoping One day your feet Will find a reason to stay, But still have the freedom Of going.
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Sometimes, I feel like I'm being crushed by a falling forest Or like I'm caught in an avalanche and can't breathe - The snow rapidly cementing around me. Sometimes, I think I grew up observing too deeply, Witnessing too much too young. Sometimes, I think I understood the weight of this world too soon, Losing my innocence in the truth of it all. And, I wish, I could save those who lived lightly - Those who were lost too soon. I could give them my oxygen, my organs, my blood - Anything that would save someone who should be alive Anything that would prevent happy lives from turning hard, From being tainted by the lens of loss. Take bits of me to save them And maybe then I will finally feel light - Hollow of a heavy heart and tired lungs, Just ashes in the wind, With pieces of me giving life to all of the people Who were pushed over the edge Before they were meant To fall. In memory of Mike Wynn, who lived lightly and was lost too soon.
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