Downfall
Slipping,
Falling,
Screaming,
Calling.
Cold and
shaking,
heart is
breaking.
Gasping,
Blind,
Your touch
Is kind.
I want
one thing,
A time
rewind.
But now
is now,
And then
was then.
Choices
I want,
to make
again.
I thought
that I,
was better
gone.
It looks
like I,
was very
wrong.
I realize
I,
Was
selfish
too.
I ran
and did
not think
of you.
But It’s
too late,
I’m gone
for good.
But I
had done,
the best
I could
Copyright © Tristin Goodman | Year Posted 2015
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