getting BUCKED

I have this thing where I get bucked out of my role not just by myself but also by others. It feels like shit and I hate it and then…a few moments or days later I freaking LOVE it.

no clue

no idea

I try and cling to branches that I know..

.weak ones…

they crack

thank goodness.

I resit putting my feet down… I try and extend the flight…a little longer.

ill touch down…soon, i assume…Ill touch down and place my feet upon the ground

and dance as i silk to the groove of the jilt

I am feeling it too. knowing that time is shortly here. youll understand me fully but that fact will kill me truly.

I’ll awake as a new version and this one that is typing will be done..

Till then I will enjoy and softly ill explore.