Gravity

There are days when gravity takes a hold of me.
There are times when I cannot stand up from the ground
I melt further and further into the floor
I get closer and closer to the core
the earth and her rage soaks me into her veins

The thickness of the atmosphere presses against my shoulders
my back curved with the grip of her strain
Funny how the thing that keeps us on the ground
seems to make my heart feel tight and bound.

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