Blame It on Death

leaving someone you love can be miserable,
but is it the same when they left you first?
oh, the epiphany.
accepting death comes in strange ways.
i drowned in my own fears,
when i didn’t even notice my loved one, my friend,
was drowning from reality.
we live on a flat world of coincidence,
i would know because i’ve been hanging
on the edge for years and didn’t even notice.
oh the irony.
i’ve been holding on, waiting to get out, to escape.
but it’s hard to beat gravity when
there is no one left
to offer their hand.