You Should Be Here

English-Class scribbles

The ground is crumbling beneath my feet,

And yet I still hold on for dear life.

I'm afraid to let go, afraid to fall.

But I'm only dragging you down with me.

I wish to save you alone, knowing there's no hope for me.

I can't push you away, I can only cling tighter.

And so begins our fall, our descent into purgatory.

I should have saved you,

For then you would still be here.

Author's Note

English class scribbles