I slipped a few times, but the last one was almost fatal.
I look down and all I see is thin air.
The only thing that is keeping me alive is her grasp,
And I cling to her with all the power I find in my heart.

I try to avoid her look. I know it too well without actually
looking.
She is in pain, as I am a heavy burden.
She will do all she can to save me, as painful as it might
be.
I can't stand being the cause to her suffering, but I have
no choice.
It is clear to us both I will never survive the coming
fall.

I know she want me to look. She wants me to be grateful for
what she does for me.
She has all the power, and I am helpless.
Whenever she wants my attention, all she has to do is swing
me a little.
The fear of her letting go is so strong that I instantly
fake emotions.
I must satisfy her, or die at once.

Time passes, and nothing changes.
I have tried to climb, to shout for help, even to just find
a bump for my feet to rest on.
She is giving up on me with every failure.
She cannot hold me forever, and her will is getting weaker.

Her desperate look is too much for me.
I have decided to jump, and she reads it in my eyes.
She holds on stronger than ever, and her love fills me with
assurance.
When she will no longer pay attention, I will free her, and
I will not look back.