Balcony

As I stare down this balcony
I hear it calling to me, inviting me
This balcony is familiar to me, it’s haunting me
I find myself standing unsteadily on its ledge
One slight move and I’ll be flying over the edge
I hear something calling to me, but what?
Is it you? Or is it this balcony?
The voice I hear, it sounds so angry
I turn to see, but I turned too much, now I’m falling
This balcony makes you drop to your knees and start crawling
I feel the air drop, becoming shifted 
I try to move but I can’t be lifted
My soul is leaving my body, slowing down, becoming drifted
My mind becomes loose, becomes unfitted
As I’m reaching the ground I stare up at this balcony
What is it doing to me? How is it controlling me?
I start crying and begin to plead
I want to be saved from this balcony
I don’t want to be alone or freed
I’m falling because you made me feel heartless
But now it’s too late, and I realize you were always worthless
Loving you made me defenseless
Now my spirit is becoming relentless
I can no longer see this balcony
As I’m reaching my fate, my destination
All I ever wanted was a conversation
My life is in a wild spiral
I’m almost dead and I’m in denial.

Stephanie Davis
Feb 2021