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to cyndi (my jump)

 

 

I'm hanging on the edge of a precipious
My fingers begin to slide
We swore it wound't get to this
But we can only blame our pride

It's all just slippin away
I cry out but you seem not to hear
Down where the darkness holds sway
Has fallen something I hold very dear

I wonder if I should jump
Try to save what I have lost
Or will I just end up looking like a chump
Is it even worth the cost

I wish I knew what to say
I wish I knew what to do
I've already tried to save it one way
Have you?

So much has been said with so many rhymes
And if it is truly gone
I swear I'll remember only the good times
When all is said and done

This is my jump
I leave it in your hands
For our friendship I'll look like a chump
As long as it still stands

 

I read a comment you left me on my poem "my world"...and here I am writing this...the only question I have is...now what?...you decide

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  • tfenix
    May 6, 2008

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    it makes me anxious

    I would love to be able to help this person in their perilous position but it requires information beyond my understanding so in the end I am left standing there speaking quietly "Good luck out there in the fog."