77. Off the Ground

My steps are either
Exaggerated or
Subtle

Another step forward was overshot
Another backstep not far enough

I couldn't pace my movements accurately
It was deterred by the winds of life
Like I had little to no footing

I was a byproduct of her mood swings
Like I was gliding with her air
As she blew me her way

I never realized
Until I had fallen down
Body broken on solid concrete
That I’ve never actually touched the ground

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