I'm losing my sense of self,
But gaining a sense of confidence
In my ability to accept the fear

It washes over me, suddenly
It falls on me like a blanket, full of sand,
Made of the concrete and asphalt
that touch my face,
fragile bones
breaking
as they hit the ground

I savor the awareness
and clarity of my perspective,
No longer fearing
Emptiness
As I spill onto the sidewalk