Falling

a very short poem about a dark time in my life...

I always feel like I’m on the tipping point,
Ready to fall...
And sometimes I just want to jump off the edge.
I need someone to let me drop,
And hold me there...
Until I can climb back up,
Hand in hand...
Until we want to fall again...

Author's Note

This is my first poem, and I just really want to know if what I’m doing is okay or if I should change my style.