I can feel myself slipping
into the jaws of the enemy
forever to enslave me
and feed on my anatomy.
I can feel myself falling
into the arms of a tyrant
or something that I can’t fight
well at least not for tonight.
I can feel myself hurtling
faster towards ground
although i’m making no sound
how can I expect to be found?
I can feel myself slipping
into a known dark entity
forever to enslave me
and haunt me for eternity.
parachute, ice axes, crampons, crash mat, white knuckling it …. You can hold on … lots of love; beautiful words xx
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Thanks Little Voice. You’re words always mean a lot. x
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