The Fall
Depressed, dejected, devoid, of all will to live
Failures galore, nobody to adore,
Nothing left to the world, for me to give,
Decided I, to end it all, and took the fall, from floor fourth of flats.
The Pit
"He will live, but never walk" announced they,
Remaining courage and hope, in a word, trounced they.
I lay in bed, immobile, lost, shamed
Dreaming of death, more of use than maimed.
The Ignition-
Long at last, I had, something to fight for
Long at last, I had, a dawn to suffer the night for.
For one day, I will not only walk, but run,
For one day, I will have a battle I would've won.
Thrust and Liftoff-
Days changed to months, months to years,
Agonizing, ardous treatments, dried my tears
Darkness befallen, bereft of light's on-switch,
And then suddenly my toe felt a twitch!
Landing and Moonwalk-
With shaking limbs, and disbelieving head,
I beat the gravity of the bed
I put the foot down and walked on the earth,
A small step for me, a giant step for my rebirth.
-Shivam
