Only to get back up again

The greater the fall, the greater the ascension
This is me, ascending
This is me, climbing up to the top of the world
To the top of my world
This is not a warning
Not a threat
This is me communicating
I’ll see you at the finish line
From above and beyond
The deeper I fall
The softer I land

Books

I can feel them invade
With every pulsation
The gushing inside
As if of laughter
Engraving, reshaping my dwell
Blending the colors
As my black widow weaves memories
So fragile some times
Ready to poison
Any intruder she’ll eat
Quenching my appetite
My thirst, my craving for more
And the pain
I’ll miscarry my dreams
Over and over again
Until one day I will give birth to my life
And I’ll be awake
Conscious, alert

Answers

What do I so scaredly run from, where do I so eagerly run to
If I am always stuck in the middle
In between the ‘what could’ve been’s and the ‘what will never be’s
Am I this unchangeable, this absurdly immobile
Almost 3 decades of searching to find out there’s no such thing as an answer

Making Choices Yet Again

Life, life is full of uncertainties
No matter how hard we avert our eyes
From the possibilities presented
They hide in the dark and observe from the side
Stalking, breathing, silently feeding
Time, time and its tic tac is always one foot ahead of you
Constantly reminding you that you can’t outrun its pace
Like you didn’t know that already
Time to decide again
Time to reschedule the next change of season
A fixed period of time, short enough so as not to allow too much risk
Yet sufficient to rebalance the scale
How peaceful the untroubled waters
How silent the day without wind
The world seems to stop for a moment
When my thoughts get this loud and they’re all I can hear