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Aug 2013
i am running into the woods like a wolf
and i am tripping over gnarled roots and fallen pinecones
and my legs give out because
i am not a wolf

and i am not made to survive this
and my own human arrogance is what led me to believe
that i can overcome nature

that i can stand on steady feet with an omnipotent typhoon
swirling about my ankles

that i can escape this suffocating atmosphere that actually allows me to breathe
without gravity gripping my shoulders and sitting me back down

i'm scared
of not being strong enough
for anything
goatgirl
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goatgirl  mountaintops, but in Hell
(mountaintops, but in Hell)   
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   Lewis
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