I Fall

I Fall

by M. F. B. Porter

That feeling of

being alone

chases me through

my dreams

But no matter how fast

I run

I can’t escape it

It always catches me

right as I start to

fall over the cliff.

I fall and I fall and

I fall

all alone

until I wish

I would disappear

but I can’t.

I still hit the bottom

paralyzed between

dead and alive,

completely forgotten.

I know if I could

just wake

you’d be there

to save me

to tell me

none of it is true

but part of this curse

this trap

is that I can’t wake

to tell you.