A/N: I know that this was random. I was in a random mood.

My spine is crackled
Everything is probably sharp
Around the edges
But to my eyes it's blurred
It all looks safe to me

We have to calculate our jumps
Don't let our feet touch down
At the same time
I won't steal your bounce

My insides are empty
A heaviness has been lifted
But it's one that kept me grounded
Now I'm floating away
A weightless pale balloon
Without a string

The sky is a yellow legal pad
With light blue lines dividing
I am hidden in a division
At the bottom of the page
I am a comma, trailing off
A period, and then some…