Flailing faith...

Falling…at a steep trajectory…
The dust in the wind hits me like pins darting into my skin…
I am uncertain of when I will land…
What scares me most is where I am destined to land…
Or will I ever?
Should I get swept up by wings of fate…
And land safely in the reality of my dreams…
Or forever dream, forever fall…
Into a sea of nothingness…
Of never-ending doubt, insecurity, and fear…

When the heart starts flailing…
The body loses the strength to keep going…
The brain may try, hard as it might…
To feed the heart with thoughts of rainbows and cotton candy clouds…
But one day the heart tears down the mask of un-truths…
Surrenders and starts falling…
Once it hits the ground…
It's harder to mend, harder to manipulate…

Falling…getting closer to the ground…
I close my eyes…
Breathe and count to ten…
Making an alliance with continuum…
I count to a hundred…
Will someone catch me in time?