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Where do you go when there’s nowhere to run?
Nowhere to go, no one to call.
Smoke and mirrors, it’s all a joke.
No support.
No bridge to go over.
Nothing to protect you.
Nothing to save you.
So where do you go when you’ve no place to run?
Over a cliff you are pushed and to the bottom you fall.
Will you hit?
Will you be grasped?
Loving arms around you?
Protective heart surrounds you?
Or just a messy end as the water breaks over the stone?
Sticks, stones, broken bones.
Hateful words wrapped in lies.
This is the end, so mote it be.
I’ve reached where I can run no more.
The Fall, KNM, 10/31/15 3:33am
You doing ok Kylee? or is this something you wrote in the past?
Cyn
I feel like this fairly often, but I wrote this in 2015. The perks of being me~ 😉
I'm glad that I read Cynthia post before responding .
Really makes one think...
Hi Kylee! Really great poem. I kind of understand it in a way....could fit a number of scenarios. Great stuff.
Lady Veronica Graunwolf
