Perhaps I focused on all of the wrong things;
or all of the right things...who can say?
I was blind, or maybe I saw with all of the clarity in the world.
Every truth I have ever known has been overturned and nothing makes any sense.
All I am sure of is that I forgot what it was to touch down on the ground. Now that I'm here, I realize that I have somehow lost the ability to stand.
I relied too heavily on the wind to carry me, assuming that it always would. Without the crutch of it, I am handicapped and broken.
With broken legs, how am I to climb?