Swan Song

You're on a balcony staring down
Gawking at the cold metal poking from the ground
'Is this limerence?'
'Is this what it feels like to be on the fence?'
You're so embarrassed
You go down the list asking for forgiveness
In sorrow, no one heeds your call
For a second, you start to fall
Time is moving fast
You cannot last
Cause everything is string and hair cutting off circulation
Cause nothing is patient
Your eyes darken with the sky
Your throat is closing, you are tongue-tied
You wonder where you have gone
You're performing your swan song
Then you stand
With your heart in hand
This was all in practice
As if you're an award-winning drama actress.