Feet dangling
Hands gripping tightly on the edge
Hoping that it doesn’t break beneath the weight
Dirt and rocks under my fingers
Making it difficult to cling on
Each passing moment
Each adjustment
Feeling my fingers slip
Looking up pleading
For anyone
Anyone to find me
To care to hear me
To save me
Weights fill my arms
they begin to turn to jello
Growing numb
I want to let go
Needing to fight
I hold on
Just a little be longer
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