“Falling Angel”
Sometimes I have a fear of great heights.
Or, more accurately, a fear of falling from great heights.
Or, more accurately, a fear of dying from falling from great heights.
Sometimes.
Dizzying vertigo, upward and further go,
Into the clouds.
Breathing breeds sobriety,
Side effects include anxiety.
Descending the birth canal,
Into a endless free fall.
Death is just another landing point.
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