Tumbling

I died when I tumbled over the ledge
I fell or maybe I wandered-off the edge
Did I fall of my own mistake?
Or when I flew, did someone force me? 
 
Tell me the truth you always seem
To have wanted me to sleep and dream-
Of better days and brighter thoughts-
What thoughts are these! Of rocks.
 
It was dark I couldn’t see
But the moon shined light down on me.
 
You yelled and screamed and grabbed my waist-
Madness in my eyes, you act in haste.
Or was the madness in your eyes and the haste of my action-late?
 
You made me fall. You did, indeed
You pushed me and I fell with speed.
Once something far away so near
An image seen in the distance but then right here.
 
In my face slammed the ancient ground
I felt destroyed like prey with hound
And lost my mind when you attacked.
 
Images became dim and faded to black
How you hover above me close
Crying mad thoughts, I suppose.
The bitter, silent tears I hear
As I look down on you with fear.

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