Inklings 2023

Answers shouting Back at me from a Crusted mirror. Dark eyes looking forward to the End of me. I’m Falling constantly, Grabbing onto any Hill or mountain top on which I can attempt to stand. Just jagged enough for me to Keep slipping off the edge. Looking down, Many possible rocks to fall off of, No one waiting patiently to catch me. Only myself to blame. Only myself. Only Person who will notice when the voices aren’t Quiet. Ruined murmur progressed into a yell, Stupidly waiting for her to stop Treating herself like a child with Untied shoes, constantly tripping over her own View of herself. Why am I like this? Xtra unordinary. Xtra alone, and You wonder why nobody will catch me? Zero point to try to stop the gravitational plummet to my demise. GRAVITATIONAL PLUMMET Olivia Rubell ’23 32