TremorsA Poem by Isaiah DunnLife is a natural disaster. All you can try to do is weather it.I’ve grown accustomed to earthquakes. not in the physical sense. Honestly If one happened right now I’d run, or s**t myself. Possibly both at the same time. The earthquake I’m referring to is how life or simply just existing can put you on your a*s and will not let you up again. My life had always seemed like an earthquake. Never understanding where it came from or why. But knowing that like the force of nature that it is all anyone can hope to do. Is weather it, And then try their best to pick up the pieces if they survive. But the earthquakes have stopped. And in a way. I miss them. I’m not used to how easy life is now. If I had to guess. I’d say my fight or flight response is almost like a high that I now miss. Because I know another earthquake is coming. And I don’t know if I can survive the next one. © 2023 Isaiah Dunn |
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Added on September 13, 2023 Last Updated on September 13, 2023 |