By KatyBeth
Date: 13 December 1998

Tumbling

Tumbling down the wrong road
My desperate grasps,
empty and misguided and tumbling,
almost by themselves,
beside me,
turn this eye astray
into the darkest of all pits
and the most frightened of minds
And pops up with nothing but fear
of this loathed being
so alone, spineless and sick.