falling

6 feet under
nowhere to crawl
scream for help
but the only thing to creep up my throat..
is shrill silence
i try to climb
i fall back again
i try to run
but all thats left is bruised knees and memories
blood trickling down mixing with my tears
but youll never hear it
a pen could drop in my world
but itd seem as though it was always falling
just falling, and falling
ive fallen and cant up again
i try to crawl out
but my hands..
they are taken by thought of a single sound
and slowly lower me back down
into the silence
the silence that holds me
the fear that will always control me
always falling
left with scraped knees  and memories
but you will never hear me