The Great Crash
by Sarah S. Miles
The drop.
Release.
Return to climb.
Above branches. Above the past regrets.
Above the memories.
The hurt. The scars. The cuts
as the twigs catch me as I fall.
Jump. Fall. Slam.
Return ever higher. Above the dates.
April 23rd. February 13th.
December 24th.
Above the mistake of talking to you.
Above the tears. Above
the Monster and Red Bull I drowned
myself in. Above the hate I faced.
Jump. Fall. Crash. Pain.
The good kind. The kind I control.
Return to climb as high as I can.
Above my regrets.
Jump. Legs give way,
and my body crumbles.
My body aches. People gather round,
and I gain peace.
At least for the moment.