They said, holding on to this narrow ledge, slowly slipping away, not enough strength.
Too much weight on my shoulders to keep up.
Letting go, it seems so simple.
Yet I fail to do.
Why is it, that people are so persistent, on my wellbeing when they never really cared.
Gravity is my only friend, the feeling of wind rushing past my body, as I fell below, towards this ground, on the earth I cannot stand.
Why is it so brutal?
Why do I have to be scared?
All I wanted was some help. But my face you couldn't bare.
My dearest friend, I have failed you once again.
If only you were here to watch over me as I sleep.
To be my guardian angel
I would love to meet.
But as time clicks down a tick, I hope blood doesn't stick.
