Quick write practice 1

Sometimes I like to turn off all the nights
sit in my bed, stare at the void of my ceiling
like I'm looking over the tops of high cliffs
with my head dizzy, my ankles weak,
this weird feeling of falling
and an even weirder feeling
of wanting to fall safely.

I like to imagine that
I topple over crags and rocks
harmlessly, bouncing along
the walls like me and it
were two clearly different people
still trying work things out.
Polite and considerate,
but with the understanding
that this is still
shaky territory.

I do these little games in
the dark of my room alone
to distract me from my thoughts.
I clutch at my pillow and this
stray thought flutters in my mind
and I kind of just want someone
to be with me to scream at the night.
Which I think is kind of crazy
isn't it.