Im Falling Poem by john joseph walden jr.

seems like this never received moment will never end.

hoping, prayin that something will break my fall, tear down these walls im falling

having flash backs from moments when i gave my all.wondering why none reached out when i began to fall.

cramed in a box and droped from the top of the tallest tower.

so clostraphobic closed in i fill so small, wondering if anyone sees me at all.

and if they can, why are they letting me fall.?

i try my best to trap myself inside my own mind, and leave the fact that im falling behind.

permenently are my intentions when i close my eyes manually going blind, so i cant see the box walls.

my voice is useless in the sky at the speed of light, screaming, straining my lungs hoping that someone might hear me fallin.........