Alone, I am where I’ve always hoped to be
on top of the world, where I can see
the little creatures and things under my feet
life could never have been so sweet?
Yet, why is it that I’m in despair
I stretch my hand, touch nothing but air
I long for someone whom I can hold
being here, leaves me out so cold.
Fear creeps into my bones
the only companion I have since known
I want laughter to ring in my ears
I’m tired of the echo of my tears
If I fall
will I still be whole?
This post is a response to the 100 Word Challenge for Grown-ups in Julia’s Place. For this week, the challenge is to write a 100-word response to this picture prompt:
Thank you very much for coming by. Your presence and your words are much appreciated.
Happy good night that is a phrase I got from my son’s pajama). 🙂
Best regards to you.