Standing on the brink
Of freedom and demise
I let loose into the air
My lonely sorrow, all my pride,
The thought that you used to care
Echoes of my resounding grief
Bounce off of roofs, deaf ears
I let out all of my thoughts
With that one scream of despair
One I knew you'd hear
Upon the line between the sky
And the heartaching world below
I cannot help but break and cry
As hot tears fall on cold snow
I know you'll never notice
5 stories off the ground
The one littered with promises and lies
I stand up scared and wonder how
This all ran out of control
You used to be my wings
I hope you'll catch me
But as I fall I'm still alone
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this piece is wonderful. I like this poem. I wish he/she had catch you before you reach the ground