theres spiders on this wall
lucky them
slip or trip
they may fall
far as they like
never hit the ground
lucky them
just the thought of never hitting the ground
make my skin crawl
oh how i wish
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Never have really thought of it that way, though i dont believe anyone that is alive has ever hit bottom completly because there is always that one thing or that one hope that is holding them on.... just as the web holds spiders up...