Drip, drip, drip,
My brothers fall.
I wait in agony for my turn.
Drip, drip, drip,
I’m closer to the edge.
When shall I go?
Drip, drip, drip,
I shall miss you, my friends,
But I will meet you there soon.
Drip, drip, drip,
I’m almost there!
Just a few more moments.
Drip, drip, drip,
I fall;
My life is now complete.

This has no real point, but I’m on a writing streak at the moment (even if it totally sucks). This was my fourth poem, I believe. This, as many of my poems are, was inspired by a photo. It’s in my profile. Please be nice if you review.