Fallen

I've never been so confused...
I want to be alone-
Yet I want to be surrounded.
The only way to you is by phone.
Too weak to text
Too tired to call
I just want a friend
To help me up from this fall.
I'm sitting on a bench
The passers by smile
Oh, if only they knew
What I'll do in a little while...

. . .

As the blood slowly drips
Down my arm,
A wave of relief and peace washes away
All the world's pain, hurt and harm...

The End

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