Slipping

 

I’m losing my grip

Falling, frightened and fearful

Of the drop that awaits.

 

A crash is coming

It’s a matter of time

And then what, where?

 

Our grasp on life

Is tenuous at best

Not solid, not strong.

 

Surprised when we feel

It all slide away

Why? How?

 

Slipping, slipping

I need help

My voice is strangled.

 

 

 

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