Falling Down

Everyday, I fall through space,

In that one moment-time seems to slow and I move as though I have wings,

Then I crash down, the small moment of peace dissolves into mist

And into the fear on others faces.

And so I stand up and show them I am ok, that this is normal,

But I want to scream it isn’t.

And I want that one moment, where there is no pain, but flight to last a little longer.

Still, I must rise and conquer this thing.

I am once again stuck here-

Wondering if I am doomed to fall forever

Praying there will be a cure

And praying for the pain to end

And one day, one glorious day, it will happen and I will not have to explain my actions to everyone. But I will live, and live in joy.