Falling

• Alexandra Wong, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2015

It's a funny feeling... falling.
So far down, to your grave; to love, to sacrifice, religion, lust, hope, wonder...
I once, was not a sinner- but now I am too late.
This hole in my world has opened up before, it has gulped me down its hollow
Will be here or will I be among the morrow.

But wait on my life, shall I
to find some state; of courage, of generous, of wonder... of fate.
Or am I doomed to die- in this wretched, clumsy burrow.
In which I've buried myself with all my sorrow.
Please, stretch out your gleaming hand, and take away this pain.

I fear I fall, and will only fall again...