Don't Stop Me Now Poem by Mark Heathcote

Don't -stop me from falling.
Don't -stop me now. I want to let go.
Don't -stop me now.
I can't make this pain go away.
Don't -stop me now; I can't hold on.
Not when a child is crying.
Not when I want to melt away.
Not when I don't have the strength to carry on tomorrow.
Don't -stop me from falling.
Don't -stop me with a useless phone call.
Don't -stop me with a promise that things will be better.
Don't -stop me now.
Oh, why can't I fall asleep and wake up anew?
Oh, why can't I trust that this hurt will dissipate and go away?
Oh, why can't I find a little peace?
Why can't I sleep?
Why can't I rest until I'm strong again?
I can't make sense of it.
I can't weep enough.
Is that why the autumn trees drop and hibernate?
Shed their red maple leaves.
Oh, the winds of change are a funeral barge.
And though it brings comfort in the winter,
I can't follow, knowing spring will always follow. Come again.