Unreachable

The ground beneath me all of a sudden collapses,

And I am falling.

Like Alice in the rabbit hole, the end in no sight.

With everything around me passing by in a flash.

I try to hold onto something, anything,

But every time I come close,

Safety slips through my fingers like a bar of soap.

My stomach turns like a pair of dice in a gambler’s hand,

Without pattern and constantly thrashing.

It doesn’t get any easier.

But then I see something, someone,

And she’s falling, too.

I watch her frantically trying to grasp anything within reach,

And to my surprise, she grips tightly onto the nearest branch.

If only she knew grabbing too hard would bruise.

The girl plummets faster and faster,

Her burdens and regrets weighing her down.

The hole getting darker and smaller as she continues to plunge,

With fewer and fewer chances for something to save her.

I want to help her, I want to catch her,

But that would sacrifice me to be bruised, too.

So, I let her go.

But I should’ve known that would only make her fall harder.

She was the piece of paper ripped up by the defeated author,

Constantly being torn over and over.

Ripped to shreds without any care,

Only to be thrown away.

I thought I was like her.

I thought I was just another draft to be forgotten about,

But instead, I was the final product,

To be successful and remembered.

And as I climb my way up,

The girl is still falling.

Just praying that one day someone will save her.

She thought that I would be the one to do it,

And I thought so, too.

But as it turns out,

I was the one who cut her the deepest.

And now it’s too late.