Grasping onto the railing with your eyes shut tight,
The wind whips around you and you finally see the height;
The height that you'll plummet from if you let go
You half-wish that somebody would've known.
YOU ARE READING
Sounds of a Fish Attempting to Scale a Skyscraper
Poetry*Finished - first anthology in the Skyscrapers series* Hold fast onto life For it soon slips by. Find the things you love And hold onto them tight. But not too tight, For sometimes they leave Or find something more interesting To shove up their sle...
