Hung on a nail Ready to fall No one to catch you No one to call

The nail starts bending You know it's the end Your hung over a cliff No ones hand to lend

Your weight takes over The nail is out You now start falling Over and over with doubt

You life flashes before you Will no one come to help? But you keep on falling With even a yelp

Your body hits something soft Not like the ground The impact takes over But you are glad you were found

By Fiona round written 16th September 2004