No control
Walking, walking
Endless walking
Where am I going?
Just a long winding road
Am I Dorothy?
Am I alive?
I have no control
My feet won’t stop
They carry on with a mind of their own
Why can’t I stop myself
My feet stop as I yelled
Stop at the edge of the cliff
What am I doing
What am I doing
I just stare
Stare into the cliff
Watching the water swish
Swish through the rocks
I breathe in
I’m safe I slowly walk away
Finally, I have control
I stop
No, I can’t stop
And dive into the cliff
Am I alive?
All I see is blue
It calms me
I see red
I’m awake
This poem is about:
Me