Moonstar here, bringing another [slightly depressing] poem!
City winds blow,
Friends and family gasp below,
But you can’t jump.
After all,
You’re only human.
A sharp knife,
Pointed at your wife,
But you can’t pull the trigger.
After all,
You’re only human.
A shotgun,
Wielded by your son,
But you can’t face him.
Instead you run.
After all, you’re
Only
human.
Friends and family gasp below,
But you can’t jump.
After all,
You’re only human.
A sharp knife,
Pointed at your wife,
But you can’t pull the trigger.
After all,
You’re only human.
A shotgun,
Wielded by your son,
But you can’t face him.
Instead you run.
After all, you’re
Only
human.