Road...? Poem by Ana Ónimo

I went through my road
(Aware, really aware)
And the pot holes, I’m aware, they weren’t so deep

but I fell, and I fell, and I hurt myself, but I did it still
And I kept going
No boundaries at all
At top speed, can’t see limits
Breeze brushing my face
And then faster, and faster
And the wind was so strong
I squinted my eyes
Until I saw nothing at all
And then one good day
I fell down in the Void
And fear climbed my spine
And I screamed and I cried
And this wind wrapped me up
And bewildered and all
Thought now I opened my eyes
The void was too small
Really deep, and too dark
And then I stopped falling
And hit bottom at last
And I fell on my back
My eyes were open
And above I saw light