Tilted
If you tilt your head, everything in front of you tilts too. Everything is tilted like it’s about to fall.
Buildings are tilted, and everyone living in those buildings. The tables they eat at, the chairs they sit in, the TV’s they watch when they don’t have better things to do or maybe when they do have better things to do. They are tilted like they’re going to crash into the ground, on top of all the tilted people on the ground.
The road is tilted. The cars are tilted like they’re about to roll off, but instead they hold on to the road. The road is almost lying on its side, as if it’s trying to make it difficult to drive on purpose. The bridge with cars passing over and people walking under is tilted, as if it’s trying to make it difficult to cross.
The sky is tilted. The sun looks like it’s going to fall down from the sky, maybe past the horizon to take all its brightness with it, and force out the moon so that it’ll be night and the tilted streetlamps can light up the tilted road until they fall and shatter on the ground too. Or maybe the sun won’t go past the horizon;, it’ll just crash onto the ground. Maybe it’ll set the whole world on fire.
But the world isn’t tilted- it’s just you.
All you have to do is tilt your head back up, and everything can stop falling.
Buildings, roads, and skies don’t have to crash into the ground. The world in front of your eyes doesn’t have to fall to pieces.
But sometimes, your head is a little heavy. Maybe because it’s filled with heavy thoughts.
So you let the world fall just a little bit more. You can stop it from falling tomorrow.
Maybe.
