the death of me

this is just a poem about stuff me and my friend were talking about.

Im falling

and there is no one is there to catch

i close my eyes

and know

that this will be the death of me.

ppl are there,

i close my eyes,

knowing there is someone else,

thats falling.

she will land,

like a cat with nine lives.

i will fall

and fall and fall

it will be a bloodbath.

She lands,

i die,

shes busy worrying about how shes alive,

everyone is happy she is alive.

but nobody notices, that i fell,

that all those bad things that happened to me,

ended up being

the death of me.