Cured

You cured me

Before you, I could not hold myself up on my feet

I was weary

I was frightened

But as I watched you fall

There was no grace

No romance

You simply struck the ground and you were gone

My knees weakened

Another one gone and I was finally alone

It was then that you cured me

I can now stand

I can finally take a breath and declare

I do not fear death

I welcome it

[1](https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/8p417t/vicarious/

[2](https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/8pqbxv/maps/