Falling Off The Deep End
I am falling off the deep end,
Soundlessly but quick.
I am tumbling to my death,
In a stream of unwritten words.
I am stumbling through the night,
Lonely and terrified.
I am tumbling through the bushes,
Scouring through the fringes.
I am caged in a room,
With nowhere to run.
This is all happening,
Much to my dismay.
I do not know where to go,
Or how to land.
Simply because I am falling off the deep end,
And sadly without a friend.
This poem is about:
Me