A/N: This was inspired by listening to Falling Sidecar by Ministry of Magic too many times. It's probably the only song till date that almost made me cry.
falling…
These days
It always feels like
She's
falling
Because
There's always
So much happening
So much
Emotion
Tossed around
Like a
Ball
A fragile ball
That could smash
And spill
And spread
And ruin
Everything.
These days
She'd always groping
For something
Anything
To hold on to
But all she senses
Everywhere
All the time
Is
Anxiety
Frustration
Fear
And
It scares her too
Makes her jumpy
Angry
She doesn't mean it
When she snaps
She just can't
Stand it.
These days
She expects
Everything
So she isn't surprised
When
She's whirled away
To
Scramble through the sky
It's like she's living
The emotion
Whipped
This way and that
In an
Erratic flight
Where nothing makes
Sense
And when she feels herself
falling
It's like before
Like she's
Slipping away
Into
Chaos
Dark
Thick
Black.
These days
She's
Lost control of life
Life controls
Her
And
falling
Almost seems like the
Best option
Because what does it matter
When she can't
Be who she needs to
Be
It almost seems like
falling
Is the
Only option.
So she
falls
In a flash of green
With no time to regret
What might have been
What could have been
A snowy white spot
In a battle of
Nightfall
Never to
Soar
Or
Hunt
Or
Live
Again.
She has
fallen.