I used to think:
Losing your footing in a world that is inherently upside down,
Is tripping over lies and landing right in front of the blatant truth.
It's worth the stumbling.
You're slipping away,
And you're sliding closer.
You think you've lost,
But in finding yourself,
You've
won.
Falling in reverse,
Is rising.
YOU ARE READING
evolution • poetry
Poetry[3rd place at TPC Annual Awards 2020; adjudged on the basis of poems 00 to 08] "Relearning and revival, Visions and revisions. No more ephemeral, forever eternal." Evolution does not occur overnight. It occurs one mistake and one epiph...
