You're pulling it together
As I slip away
Please don't move on
Without me
Falling in a black hole
Of early depression
Holding on the edge, then...
I let go
Screaming
Falling
Crying
Bawling
Just until
My heart gives out
Reaching for a hand...
But no one grabs it
(Winter 2008, Age 11, Wisconsin)
3 Still luvin' y'all,
Emma :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
vulnerability revealed thru an ephemeral glimpse/grasp of clarity & understanding... Very relatable. keep on, sjg