So I wrote this poem about a year ago, it has some cliche parts, I know. I wrote it when I was emotional. Just sharing early bits of the writing process…
Falling From A Bridge
If I’d only known you’d never come back to me
That lack of any true intimacy
Could melt a solid companionship
If I’d only known you’d walk out my door
Without saying goodbye
Maybe I’d never have taken that leap of faith
Into your arms
You’re letting me fall to the rocks
Under a waterfall
I thought it was safe to cross the bridge
Into bliss and love
But we were rickety and unstable,
Untwining rope, and splintering wood
In your eyes,
You could only let go
You don’t see me,
Still hanging on by a thread
Still looking up at you
Trying to make it safely to freedom
I can wait for you:
My prince to rescue me
I’ll be here, when you come back for your woman
as a man
But when I can’t hold on any longer
I’ll die a martyr for true love.
