M's Poetry
Falling
Holding onto nothing
feeling the wind breeze through my fingers
screaming for somebody to help me
maybe I am past the breaking point
all this stillness is maybe all that will linger
close my eyes, open them
nothing changed still falling
fast paced dive into thin air
going down head first
so I guess it's time to just count me out
put the sheet over my head
I don't want to see where I am headed
I will just try to prepare myself
for all the pain I know I will feel
hear sometimes angels singing
but it doesn't seem to save me from falling
splat I have landed
2004@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
feeling the wind breeze through my fingers
screaming for somebody to help me
maybe I am past the breaking point
all this stillness is maybe all that will linger
close my eyes, open them
nothing changed still falling
fast paced dive into thin air
going down head first
so I guess it's time to just count me out
put the sheet over my head
I don't want to see where I am headed
I will just try to prepare myself
for all the pain I know I will feel
hear sometimes angels singing
but it doesn't seem to save me from falling
splat I have landed
2004@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
