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That Steep, Downward Fall
The colors blur making my head twirl
Just a girl balancing right on the edge of a new time
Wanting to be a silvery shining pearl
In the whirling sea
Options swirl around endlessly
Everything around me moves at warp speed
Images fly by with greed
For my attention
I try to heed the warnings
But no matter how I plead
They
Keep
Coming
Hitting me until/ I bleed
And all I want is for it to stop
Because I know that technically/ I am freed
Allowed to choose whatever path
I think I need
But in reality
I can’t see
The darkness is/ blinding
The path keeps winding/ away from me
How can I decide and manage to be
Someone great
Someone who leads
The rest
Paving the way cutting through the weeds
Excellent
Determined
Perfect
Yet inside turmoil leaving me all but wrecked
My mind focused on not falling prey
To that steep, downward fall
That fall from grace
That fall that consumes all the space in my thoughts
Leaving me sprawled in fear
It’s
just
one
decision
One small call
That could make me stand tall
Or could leave me broken and bawling
I’m anxious to leave home
To let my wings spread beneath me
Weaving through the sky the wind carrying me cleaving the very air to part around me
But also petrified frozen with doubt
So scared of choosing the wrong route
The one that kicks me out of the nest into a freefall with no
Place
to
land
Is that the hand/ that I was dealt?
To
become
burnt
out
To become someone who no matter how much they planned
The world laughed and banned them from accomplishing their dreams
The future spirals around, a great abyss
And I’d hate to miss out on whatever is within
The potential for bliss to overtake me
As the next great step in my journey begins
I’d be so remiss if I accepted
Mediocrity
Allowing people around to
Dismiss me
To become just/ one of the pack
And I know that even if I fall/ flat on my back
I won’t let myself be destroyed
My heart whispers to me that I can avoid
That steep, downward fall
And even if I do collapse
I won’t let myself be trapped
With everyone propping me up
I’ll adapt
And tear off all the straps
holding me caged
I’ll make myself rise up enraged
And resist any twists
Thrown my way
I won’t let myself be slayed
I’m
here
to
stay
I don’t need to convince myself I’ll be alright
My future is bright
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My name is Tara Yakaboski, and this is a spoken word poem I wrote. The poem is about the anxiety that comes with having to choose the next step after high school.