The Cliff

We would climb the hills Peaks and trails Under the starlit night Over the slopes Down the valley Battling a ferocious fight It was fun and games laughs and tears Until my foot had slipped But then you grabbed me And pulled me back up As your body leaned and tipped You ended up Being the one to fall Down the endless pointed cliff And I could not explain what I saw You On a bed or rocks Poking from your back which was raw I ran desperately down to help you But found that I could not For when I touched your hand It felt cold When it should have been hot I can't understand How in one moment I am consumed by such a fear And now I am left All alone Washing your blood with my tears