Closer


Staring out my window
I think of days gone by
I think of what we have become
And I have to wonder why
It all began so sanely
What happened to it all?
What was it that pushed us
Into this long fall?
And will we ever stop,and
If so, what then?
I turn from the window
And reach for pad and pen
I scribble a quick note to you
And leave it on the shelf
I can not remember when I lost
My sense of self
I step back to the window
And stare out once again
Such a sleepy city
Even at half past 10
I step out on the ledge and brace
Myself to fall
I stand very still now with my
Back against the wall
I have to stop this falling that's
Filling me with dread
This horrible, lonely,emptyness
That is pounding in my head
And how appropriate to end my fall
With a slightly different one
I step a little closer now
Ready to be done
I can feel the street below
Calling out to me
It wants to feel my blood upon it
As it drains from me
I step a little closer
And farther from safety
Closer to oblivion
And eternal sleep
I take another step
And that was just enough
For now I am falling
That wasn't so tough


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