The Greatest Fall

The Greatest Fall

A Poem by Aimee Mahathy
"

It's terrible when you can't trust your own mind.

"

Shaking back.
Lit cigarette.
Need just one shot.
Maybe to the head.

Take out these wires.
Give her some new.
Mix up a potion.
For eyes of stained blue.

Hands ruffle hair.
Face in her palms.
Tear stained garage.
This is her fall.

© 2009 Aimee Mahathy


Author's Note

Aimee Mahathy
Yeah this is simple. Possibly terribly flawed. Maybe I'll edit it, maybe I won't.

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Added on November 6, 2009

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Aimee Mahathy
Aimee Mahathy

Terre Haute, IN



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I'm 36 now, much more settled into myself, and getting back to it again. The previous about me is gonna stay for now, since it's still somewhat accurate and I need some time to figure out what to say .. more..