Free falling through the atmosphere
Eyes squinting against the rushing air
Tears trailing out behind
Drop Zone obscured by clouds
A dozen wallet size photos
Slip free and flutter out of existence
You only know what you left behind
Surely must be worse
Than where you are headed
In this you must have faith
You spent the last dozen years
Living with a stranger
Holding onto phantoms
You gave up years
Years of your life
For children who moved on
And never even glanced back
Nothing is certain
Except that there’s no going back
The in-between gives you no purchase
Nothing to grab hold of
Just the sound of wind in your ears
And the clouds streaking by
At one point you felt
Family man was the highest honor
Now you feel nothing
Just the loss of a lousy investment
You let go of what you were
Hoping what you become is greater
That those who’ve leapt before
Were rewarded
That this rite
Makes the right kind of impact
Redefining what it means to be you
You are no longer falling
It is the ground that rises
To meet you
Erich Michaels describes himself as “just trying to share the human experience.” He has a bachelor’s degree in creative writing, but find himself writing SOPs (lather, rinse, repeat) in order to make a living, which can be detrimental to the creative process. You can find him on the road to recovery at Erich Michaels. Every journey begins with a single step, right?
Adore the ending ❤
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My latest post at Sudden Denouement. Don’t forget to stop in and see all the great writing being done there!
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damn. ain’t this the truth.
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I love me a ‘damn’. Thank you, my friend!
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This is brilliant
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There’s that crushing sense of defeat, and yet the sense of awareness about it means there’s a tang of hope. Brilliant.
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You’ve cut to the heart of it, my friend…very glad you liked it!
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Summative of an existence, not a life now. Forceful.
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Thank you, my friend!
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Damn, I felt this one in head and heart. Incredible, painful. Bravo Erich
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Thanks, OP! That’s a great compliment!
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That last line killed me Eric. Beautiful work.
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Thank you, I’m very glad you liked it!
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Erich Michaels on Sudden Denouement
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I’m so proud of you, Erich. ❤
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Thank you, Kindra 😊❤️
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❤❤❤
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Today on Sudden Denouement…check out this poem by Erich Michaels.
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Thank you for the reblog, my friend!
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