Falling Down

I’m losing my grip, and can’t hang on much longer
Everything is crashing down, and I’m trying to be stronger
I feel so alone, so lost in the dark
Once so close to escaping this, now so very far

I try to pull myself up, but then I get pulled back down
In this black abyss no peace can be found
I look below, and all I see is black
If I let go now, there’s no going back

So I hang at the opening of the belly of the beast
On my unshed tears, sorrow, and despair does it feast
It is my place to hide when reality begins to crumble
It protects me, shelters me, when all I can do is stumble

So either I keep hanging on to the edge, my fingers tread upon, or I let go.
Falling, falling....
Gone