High and Low

CW: thoughts of suicide

You brought me low,

so away I go,

off to a place on high.

And up here I know

through the ebb and the flow

that you ought to know the why.

You brought me low,

and though I don’t know,

I’m asking myself

if I’m up high enough

that the end

would be nigh.

You brought me low,

and even though

you left me broken and lost,

I know that I love you

and thoughts of your smell

make me cry.

You brought me low,

but I don’t want to go

so I won’t give up,

won’t let myself fall

down

from on high.

Cambria's Corner