Can’t move
don’t wanna
can’t think
don’t wanna
can’t feel
don’t wanna
but I do
Lying awake,
but sleeping inside,
revolving, revolving,
around nothing.
sliding down,
the nails scrape,
sliding down,
the body aches,
sliding down,
I’m afraid,
to slide so far down.
A hand to catch,
I grasp and claw,
it closes,
I’m caught and drawn up.
Pull and strech,
a little gain,
pull and stretch,
a little further,
pull and stretch,
almost there,
pull and stretch up to the top.
Over the edge,
sprawling out on the ledge.
I catch my breath,
as she slowly descends.
