My Plea

My support strings are

Falling loosely at my feet.

When did this occur?


The floor beneath me

That's held me up for so long

Has crumbled away.


Standing before this,

An abyss that's widening

Swallowing me up.


Balance return now.

I'm afraid to stumble down.

Why have you left me?


Lift me up again.

One small string is not enough.

I need both to live.