I'm trying to stop slipping,
But with every mistake I come closer to the edge.
I can't seem to get back up when I fall down,
I'm slipping
Closer...
Closer...
And even closer...I'm looking down at the ground,
Fighting the urge to fall.
I called out,
Someone save me!
But no one heard.
I'm still slipping,
Closer...
Closer...
Closer...I'm trying to stand but the ground crumbles beneath me,
I'm growing weak,
I don't know how much longer I can hold on.Then I let go.
And I'm free falling,
Still waiting to hit the bottom.
Closer...
Closer...
And closer...
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One Last Breath
PoetryPoems describing how I feel like I'm drowning in the world's problems.