Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Gravity


In a constant dance

On this revolving ball

Being thrown off

Make it stop spinning

Just make it all stop

Being held down

Against your will

Release me

Release me

Then once again

Hurtled into space

Screaming at the top of

Your lungs

Into a vacuum

Then perhaps

The sweet peace

Of release

Someday.

Gravity

Becomes both friend

And foe

~Jenny

2 comments:

Jamie Tomkins said...

I hate gravity, especially on the scale! :P Love your post, though!

Jennifer said...

LOL! Ranks Rorge.