I fell.

It's not really poetry. . per SAY. But, I wrote it. I like it.

 ;I fell, hun. I looked down,

And I saw him standing there.

I thought he would catch me,

So I jumped.

Waiting for him to save me.

But today, I hit pavement.

And babe, I'm pretty sure I'm dead;

-To, Nickolaus Lawerence Hattesohl.-