Reach

You’re sitting at the top
and you’re never looking down,
I can’t scream quite loud enough,
to make you turn around.

I want my voice to reach you
but my words have too much weight,
they sink into the darkness
which becomes my mental state,

I want to keep things simple
Start with just a plain ‘Hello’
but all conversations past
just fuel the fires down below

I am slipping, losing grip now,
please just turn and glance my way
Let my eyes do all the talking
when I can’t find the words to say

~ Andy