William F Glennon
Slow Fall - Poem by William F Glennon
I got nowhere to fall.
No one will catch me.
I have betrayed all.
What's wrong with me?
How could I be so blind?
At such a high cost. All I ever
wanted to be was kind.
I always thought I knew you well.
All this time I could never tell.
I'll leave history in the past.
No more hiding in yesterday.
I have waited too long.
Now all my hope is gone.
It is clear. I am not meant to be here.
This unknown is what I fear.
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