Let's Try a Poem

It isn't much of a poem, more of a stream of consciousness written more rhythmically than the majority of my posts. I haven't tried my hand at poems since junior high, so I thought I'd let my mind takeover and see where it would go.

This is where it went:

Sleeping, silent pleading,
Falling down.
Nothing now.
Ballet shoes, perfect point.
Loss of balance on the stage.
One false move...
Nothing now.
More mistakes,
Twirling 'round in a
d
o
w
n
w
a
r
d
spiral.
Nothing new.
No one there for support.
Face in my own hands.
Then the touch of someone else's...
Digits of trust and security
Wrap around my weakness,
Lifting me like puppet strings;
They bring me back on point.
Loyalty:
The backbone to my recovery.


I'm not a huge fan of my poetry, which is why I mainly stick to stream of consciousness written in prose instead.
Today was just a little different. It isn't very good and it most certainly isn't my best or anywhere near it, but it's always interesting to see just what comes out when my waking mind shuts down and I leave the controls to my subconscious.