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Mar 2014
Angry screams bounce effortlessly
                      around my head;
they're too loud to dismiss.
         shoving me forward
attempting to push me

                                                 off.


                                     I attempt to hold my ground,
                                       but the yelling mutates into wails
                                                           ­                           shrieks
                              ­                                                in distress
                                                        ­                 pain
                                                            ­       anger
                                                           ­ suffering
                                     guiding me backward
                             towards the edge.
         Did I really cause this much


                                                         ­                                                pain?

                                                        ­                              It would be so easy to jump
                                                            ­                   accidentally 'slip'
                                                          ­             give up
                                                              ­    let go
                                                            fa­ll

and never look back.
Eleanora
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Eleanora  28/F
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   guy scutellaro
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