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Apr 2015
I am walking
I walk and I see and so suddenly
I am not seeing and I am falling
Down a well and it's deep
I grasp around me
I bump my head and I scratch my arm
I fall too fast and lose sight of the stars
One by one they flicker out
Of sight and life like the speech from my mouth
As it is stifled by leaves and debris from the fall
And I stare up from this well at trees so tall
They are vivid and alive and so far away
I panic and wonder if I'll ever escape
I fell down the well and I can't find my breath
I wish for a ladder, for some help, it's a stretch
I know this, it's true

But I stayed there for you

Years ago, on your kitchen floor
When you thought life would stop if I walked out the door
Now I'm reaching for hands to pull myself out
And I pray you're still here
That you'll throw some rope down
Hannah Beth
Written by
Hannah Beth  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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     ---, Thomas EG, aar505n, NV and Hannah Beth
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