A/N: I wrote this in like ten minutes. Pleasepleaseplease have mercy with reviews.
Fall
it's hard to think
I gasp and look around
and I am lost
my mind is foggy
I pitch forward
but stop
I want to call out to him
but I cannot talk
I am standing
on this building
such a sturdy thing
my vision swims
it is now blurry
I am crying
and I can not think
and finally
I am falling
it is rushing forward
a ground so cold
and inviting
but it is still
and cold and finally
I am falling
flying high
but I am so low now
falling
Please review. And a cookie to anyone who can guess what is...off about this poem. :)