Pt 7 - The Bottom

Poem By Jane Sparkes

Standing here looking around
I see the future and it's a long way down.
Where the thoughts were going, nothing arrived
When it got too much I lay down and died.
No more why or when or if
Finally something to believe in.
This will happen, the fear will stop
When the lights go out and a last breath dropped.

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