Sarah Nyhan

Looking down
into a deep, deep pit.
Staring and thinking.
I continually sit.

The sky is falling
but I don’t care.
All I do
is sit and stare.

Stars go flying
by my side.
The sky’s so bright,
uncertain and wide.

Then I start running
but my feet really hurt.
The pain gets worse
as I plow through the dirt.

The world is a blur
and I can barely see.
So I stop running
and focus on me.