Tripping Poem by Matthew Boisjolie

Falling Down Taken to the edge and told to look over. I start to slip and grasp for anything I can. My fingers dig in the sand as I slowly drift inches and inches lower. Screaming with fear trembling in my throat so it muffles my true voice as if a kid going through puberty. As soon as I fully loose my grip the sand gracefully sprays in the air and covers my face blinding me from the real world. Closing my eyes as a natural instinct, now i'm cold, blind, fearful, and lonely plunging into the abyss below, which was unviewable from the top. My mind goes through the thoughts “Why did I come here” and “What was I trying to prove to myself”. Good Question but I don’t know the answer. Falling faster and faster towards what was dreaded from the beginning and yet wondering if this was meant to be. Why would it? Cold and lonely, and unoriented I grasp myself in a hug for a brief moment and shiver from the memories good and bad. Why so much emotion in me? Is it an advantage, or merely just a mistake that should not have happened? Torn from one side to the other and spit out like an unwanted fruit snack. Squeezing tighter and tighter trying to comfort the dissatisfied. And I do nothing but rip the shirt I had on which let’s the coldness infect my body, freezing the heart, and numbing the emotions. Why must I try to make something better and destroy everything that is or once was built in that lot? Confused by today, Scared of tomorrow, and Blind from yesterday. Which is normal. I’m a tree of strength that was battered in the wind and stayed strong but now, i’m falling down! ! ! “Why must life be so hard, when everyone else makes it look so simple? ” “How much easier could life be, if just one person had a heart to help, no to just be helped? ” “Once I though I was alive, but then reality told me different” “Everyone wants to take the basket, but no one wants to help to restore the beauty the basket once gave” “Why TRY to help someone, when they REQUIRE it? ” “Respect is an Equal part, Not Proven in order to be shown” “Why must I respect someone to be putdown and tore apart? ? ? ? ? ”