No control

Walking, walking

Endless walking

Where am I going?

Just a long winding road

Am I Dorothy?

Am I alive?

I have no control

My feet won’t stop

They carry on with a mind of their own

Why can’t I stop myself

My feet stop as I yelled

Stop at the edge of the cliff

What am I doing

What am I doing

I just stare

Stare into the cliff

Watching the water swish

Swish through the rocks

I breathe in

I’m safe I slowly walk away

Finally, I have control

I stop

No, I can’t stop

And dive into the cliff

Am I alive?

All I see is blue

It calms me

I see red

I’m awake

This poem is about: 
Me

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