Cliffs

He was my cliff

I didn’t think or realize

That way then

I clung onto him too much

I put my weight on his

That cliff crashed on me

It’s lingering rocks

Cut me deep with scars

And I lost sight of it

As I fell

And kept falling

Until now

Free-falling

Until I grasped onto a real hand

To grab and hold me close

Choosing to rescue me

Only then will I hold on

For my own dear love

My life, you hold

Now let me fall and flow

With these winds…

My hands out front

Stretched to be held…

My eyes closed and heart pulsing

My body purging downwards…

Don’t reach for me

If you aren’t ready to fall too

It’s always possible

You are as weak as me

So if you’re okay with that

Then go ahead and fall

Into the emptiness with me

Then at least we would be

And wouldn’t have to cling

This cliff…

It just sits.

These cliffs…

Yeah, they don’t give a shit.

Let go --- this one chance

And fall into the free-nesses

Of…

Of…

Of…