{"id":101396,"date":"2021-06-27T05:26:05","date_gmt":"2021-06-27T09:26:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=101396"},"modified":"2021-06-27T05:53:49","modified_gmt":"2021-06-27T09:53:49","slug":"let-them-fall","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/let-them-fall\/","title":{"rendered":"Let them fall"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I haven\u2019t changed much in all this life<\/p>\n<p>holding firm to who I knew I could be within the confines of disparate contrast<\/p>\n<p>no \u00a0I didn\u2019t care then and I don\u2019t care now<\/p>\n<p>what they want me to be not what they think I am<\/p>\n<p>yet somewhere in the mix it feels good to be seen<\/p>\n<p>felt<\/p>\n<p>and cherished<\/p>\n<p>worship is a slippery slope and I have watched too many kneel adult the feet of false idols to be wowed by the glitter<\/p>\n<p>consider me<\/p>\n<p>consider how it feels to be so completely you that the fucks you give left before I got here<\/p>\n<p>what does my opinion matter anyway?<br \/>\nI\u2019ll keep holding this line and walking nimbly as I can<\/p>\n<p>although I\u2019ve been stumbling along the brambles never knowing the scorched pathways<\/p>\n<p>How did I get here?<\/p>\n<p>When they bowed their heads in fear of being found out&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>i kept talking<\/p>\n<p>when they closed their eyes to ignore what I showed them&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>I held it closer<\/p>\n<p>when my tears were too salty&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>I let them flow faster<\/p>\n<p>it feels good to quench stale old fears and cleanse long tender wounds with more than a few tears\u2014<i><b>let them drop \u00a0when they well up,<\/b><\/i> she said<\/p>\n<p>let<\/p>\n<p>them<\/p>\n<p>fall&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>and I\u2019ll keep saying it<\/p>\n<p>There\u2019s laughter on the other side<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I haven\u2019t changed much in all this life holding firm to who I knew I could be within the confines of disparate contrast no \u00a0I didn\u2019t care then and I don\u2019t care now what they want me to be not what they think I am&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":907,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-101396","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101396","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/907"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=101396"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101396\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":101478,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101396\/revisions\/101478"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=101396"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=101396"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=101396"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}