Free Fall

Standing on the edge, trying to talk myself down, wondering how it would feel to fall. I’m so tired of trying holding myself together when really I’m dying inside, I can only fake it for so long before the mask starts slipping . There’s nothing left of the old me. You made sure of that. the echoes of what we once had haunt my dreams, all the fake words and promises you swore to keep

looking down on everyone from the cliff of my thoughts keep reminding myself to breathe, in and out, in and out. I’m the only one I can count on now I’ll let you go now. I’m flying on my own feeling free. I don’t need anyone to carry me.