The Fall

Wet, fragile, scared and alone

He stands on the edge looking down

Being held back against his will

All he wants is to jump 

With less and less control 

He grows in strength and breaks free

Looks down at the ground and leaps

Not thinking that this is the end for him

As he slides, memories go with 

Joy escapes and runs away 

Sadness fills the air

Rage takes over violently

By the time he hits the floor

A million thoughts rush his mind 

Soon he splashes between my feet

And I wipe the rest of them off my face.

Author's Note

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