Deadstick Landing

𝑹𝒐𝑩𝑰𝑵 🪐 Anxiety, Poem December 20, 2021December 21, 2021 1 Minute

I can literally see a runway off to my right!

Ok, stand by for vector…
Turn left heading two-niner-zero, maintain flight level one-hundred,

And free to use any runway, yeah?

…

How many souls on board?

Just one…me,
I repeat this is a Mayday!

Negative RS 1987, maintain holding pattern,
All runways are currently occupied,

But I have a fuel leak and I’m almost out of fuel!!

Correction—
Runways are closed for repairs,
There is another runway ten miles East of your position, stand by for vector,

Fuck you I can no longer make that runway!
I’m going to have to ditch!!

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I write poems which are mental health-themed, creative or humourous :). Within mental health I write a lot about: ADHD, OCD, anxiety, autism, emotional trauma— usually with an optimistic slant. My goals for my blog are to give myself a therapeutic, creative outlet whilst also being able to connect with and relate to other people. View all posts by 𝑹𝒐𝑩𝑰𝑵 🪐

Published December 20, 2021December 21, 2021

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Hetty Eliot says:

December 20, 2021 at 10:13 pm

Oh no! I hope this is metaphorical

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1. 𝑹𝒐𝑩𝑰𝑵 ☄️ says:
  
  December 20, 2021 at 10:15 pm
  
  Haha, absolutely! I was loving this series. I wrote the third part and conclusion also :D.
  
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