I feel her slipping away
I feel her falling slowly
I hear her desperate screams
As she gives up on all she can be
I try to show her
Her own beauty as she falls
But she won't look
She won't look at all
I try to grab her hand
Drag her out of the water
And up onto the sand
But she tied a weight to her ankle
It acts as an anchor
She gave herself no choice
But to slowly slip away
And there's nothing I can say
Not now
Not today
And as she cries
It's not for help
It's for someone to push her further and further down
She wanted it to be quick
Take it all a away with the snap of her fingers
But it doesn't work like that
She's drowning in her misery
And slowly the water fills her lungs
And then she realises
You doesn't want to die
But it's too late now
She's too far gone
I'm afraid my arms just aren't that long
She's sorry
She says
She doesn't want to be dead
She want to be able to live instead
But she's too far gone
And I can't pull her back up
I'm afraid my arms just aren't that long
YOU ARE READING
The End Of The Road
PoetryPoetry for the dead and dying. For the ones just done trying. Here's the words for you. It's a bloody dream come true. I can't promise it'll help you get through. But if your mind is dark It'll leave its mark It'll make your bleeding heart Just t...