Thin Air

I reached out to hold you

but found you weren't there

I was left by myself

floating on thin air. 

Down the cliff I fell

like a Road Runner cartoon

I grasped for a root to stop me

from hitting bottom too soon

Instead, I struck a rock

and it loosened a stone

and down it all came

and it bruised as it crushed bone

Then I got really angry

and I got really pissed

I didn't appreciate the pain

or being so easily dismissed.

So I grabbed the stones nearby me

those falling fast to the ground

and I threw them against the cliff

with fury blew dust, profound.

And it wasn't with revenge, I was hurting

the tears fell faster than me

 mixed with the red from bleeding

and fell upon a tree.

And just as the ground, it reached me

ready to envelope me and my bones

the tree felt my tears and cushioned my fall

and my death was again postponed.