I’m in a place

With a man or woman standing above me

They look out along the horizon

I’m on a ledge hanging underneath them

They can’t see me

My mouth is parched; I can’t shout

They can’t hear me

I want to let go

I’m so alone that the birds watch me every second

The ground looks so comfortable

But I won’t give up

5 thoughts on “Helplessness

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