It was a painful fall,
sliding from my highest climb,
I never had fear of heights
but one look down
and I easily fell on the foot of my own mountain.Aside from the pain,
broken legs,
unclear visions.
and dizzy head.
something was bothering me,
why did I fall?Science will tell,
it is because of gravity.
My mom will tell,
it is because I'm dumb.
But the truth is,
it is because of me,
who didn't hold tightly to what I believe in.Slowly I can feel.
my blood will run out in few minutes.
I'll die!
I will, but I will still try
standing and climbing the same spot.
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Hang - Leave
PoetryHanging for something is a choice and it depends; if you will leave or if they will leave you. (c) Kit Sandoval for the wonderful Cover 😎