The Climb

So you say you know her 

That you know what she would not do 

Yet she's climbing mountains outside of your view 

She's carrying a weight of trouble 

The heaviness is pushing her down 

The winds are blowing strong and steadily 

Its almost knocking her down 

She's hanging by a thread 

Her life is on the line 

Its becoming too difficult to breathe 

She might just take her life 

Suicidal but still wants to live 

She's reaching out for a hand to pull her up 

But darkness is all she sees 

Reviews

[A writer]

Hi. I see that nobody reviewed your work yet, and that you are new too. This is a great, dark poem. I can feel the emotions. Well written.

[JustMe]

Thank you! ;-)

[A writer]

You are welcome