we fell like the last rain
bookending a bone-deep chill
something to cling to, the pain
washed out from the windowsill

The ledge was slippery,
Like my mind at the moment.
A time in space
that didn’t seem to matter.
I fell,
but
I didn’t jump
- I was pushed.
I might have made the leap,
but I never made the choice.
I might have made no sound,
but I never had a voice.
I fell,
but the truth is still that
I didn’t jump
- I was pushed.
I silently drowned.

I had been dead for a long time
before I even hit the ground
.