The Fall

If only we could fall
And never have to worry about being caught.

In a perfect world, there was always some one there
You never fell alone.

Take a hand of yours
And touch my heart.
It's yours,
Forever and always

The words are thrown about so much,
The meaning is lost.

What has this come to?
Games, and lies.
It's dangerous.

Nothing is ever straightforward
So close your eyes.
Walk this tightrope blindly.

No one will catch you in your fall from grace,
You're ruined now.

Take it off
Give it up
Give them more.
♠ ♠ ♠
This is a draft. I haven't decided if it has that complete note yet. A lot of my poems end abruptly and I'm always unsure of whether there's more to them.
They're like stories to me.
Check out any of my other poems on my page. I hope you like them. Comment too?