Reaching for your hand
Your fingers touch mine
I am falling
I feel your grip
but you don't pull me to safety
Safety
Watch me fall
It gets darker
The nights are so cold
getting colder
Without you
Gone
You look at me
but don't see a thing
I am falling
I feel your grip
I see your face
you look away
Away from me
Watch me fall
Further, further
The distance bleeds with your voice
Silence
I am falling
loosen my grip
Quicker and quicker
dizzy and lost
Watch me fall
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Eyes like chalkboards
Posted by Fuzzy Lumpkins at 1:44 PM 0 comments
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