A poem about saving someone from themselves because of a flawd idea of what comes next. |
-I Should Have Let You Fall- by Keaton Foster Standing on the edge Reaching out my hand Watching you cry Towards the sky Praying for forgiveness Not for all that you’ve done But for what you are about to do There will be no reply At least none that you will know Death will close any widening holes Your logic is broken Shattered just like your Body is about to be If you are allowed to have your way You believe in something so strong That the guilt of all that you’ve done Has driven you to the edge Below is certain death Above is a wilderness of "what if's" In between is where we exist But for you such a thing Has become not enough I should have let you fall Long before this dark day But I fear that is not the case Each time I have talked you down Each time I have convinced you To give life just one more try Standing on the edge Reaching out my hand Watching you cry Towards the sky Somehow gets me every time I don't want you to die Not because I want you to live But because I don't want you To be disappointed with what comes next How do I know The truth is that I don't But life has taught me enough Far more than most And through such lessons I have surmised that you Cannot afford to take that step That you so desperately want to believe Will lead you to a place better than The only one you’ve ever known So again, I will save you from yourself Just take my hand and step back From the edge of what you are convinced Will be waiting for you next… I Should Have Let You Fall Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012. |