Heaven may fall

(I wrote this a while back as part of a writing exercise in prose for someone suffering anxiety, but now, I think it works better in poetry. At least I hope it does. Give me feedback, honestly, I don’t mind.)

Heaven may fall

Ahead lies a path never trekked before

behind I’ve left memories of old.

Now, in this presence I lay alone

cuddled in a ball.

I pull my knees close,

holding them together, or were they holding me?

In the cold empty bed, engulfed by loneliness

I shed tears.

Blame me not for my fear of the world,

it was the reason I turned from love.

I seem the same as before, but beneath

there’s a shadow of a heart, broken and forlorn.

As I lay here,

my heaven may fall.

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I'm a writer of stories I'd love to read. I dream of being a best-selling author one day, but don't we all? I'd also love to work as a scriptwriter in Hollywood. Dreams that seem impossible really, but I'm gutsy/dumb enough to try. l love all things paper and pen. Believe me, I collect them. I write novels, poems and scripts. I paint. I have two Kindle novels, In Strange Company, and Charming Mr. Stewart on Amazon.com Follow me and my progress on my blog, www.papermashed.com, on Twitter @evacharya, Facebook 'Author/Filmmaker- Eva Acharya', and sign up for my email.

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