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from upside down on the floor

Fall into this empty space
Where something used to be
What was it . . . ?
I can't quite recall
These days, these sleepless nights
Merge into one long vision
A distorted view
From down here
On the cold hard floor
Aimlessly staring
At the God damn door
But all those echoing footsteps
Walk right by
And away into the afternoon light

Pick my self up
And carry on
Pretend that nothings wrong
a jaded happy song
I begin to sing along
It kills the ache
It believes the fake
It make-believes my heart awake

step outside and
Survey the faces that
My eyes present my brain with
Unknowing what I'm looking for
This life made no sense from the start
I realise why
I keep falling down these days
Nobody's holding me steady
I run before I'm ready
With no one to catch me
I just keep on falling apart

Author notes

wrote this a while ago so heres my edited version. It's a bit stark and harsh but honest to the feeling i wanted to create

what do you think about the language and the use of realism to show the situation?

    I plan to revise this poem: please leave constructive criticism!
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