A Falling, Falling Mess

A Falling, Falling Mess

A Poem by I Am Svetlana

Why'd you have to go and make a mess like that?
Now look at me...
I'm falling, falling back and back.
Will no one catch me?
Part of me hopes not
As the other part begs:
"Save me! Save me!"
My mind is confused.
Not knowing which option to choose.
So, I just lay here.
Eyes closed.
Falling, falling.

© 2014 I Am Svetlana


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Added on May 23, 2014
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I Am Svetlana
I Am Svetlana

Madison, WI



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