Setting Yourself Up for a Fall

This is a new poem, I think it can be read in several differeny way and can be related to most things in life that require some sort of risk. For me, I think I put too much faith in others to make me happy, when actually I am perfectly capable of doing it myself (even if sometimes it doesn't feel that way). Sometimes in life I feel like I hold back from doing something or saying something because I am scared of what will happen, but we can never be sure of what will happen. So maybe sometimes it is best just to try?

Setting Yourself Up for a Fall

From the outside you look to have it all,
Inside you're just waiting for the fall.
The higher you get the bigger the drop,
So when do you know the right place to stop?
Expectations are now harder to judge
Those niggling thoughts won't ever budge
So you take a step further from the top
Now when you look, there's not much of  a drop.
One hand reaches to go higher than before
The other is scared of touching the floor.
Risking the pain and hurt that might come
Is it worth it climbing up just one more rung?

Pretending

Been doing well, actually, for the past week or so. I have decided that posting the poems I write when I am feeling lonely or down is not a sign of weakness, and its not being need. No. It is just my way of getting through things and sorting out my emotions, so here is a poem I wrote a few weeks ago when I started to "what if" (never a good idea when its time to sleep)...

Pretending

Is it better to pretend

That we never reached an end?

Is it better that i know

You won't come back, you chose to go?

They say time heals every wound

Why choose love to exclude?

At night my dreams break the rule

And you appear in them all.

So how am I supposed to keep

Strong and steady on my feet?

Every morning when it comes to light

that I let you go without a fight.

Unsure

Needing comfort more than ever but cannot turn to you
Life falling around me but I don't know what to do
Small things matter when big things go wrong
Turns out I've relied on your strength too long
Feelings left on edge and emotions still unsure
What happens if I cannot cope with anymore?
Bad things happen and our stories go on
Even if the life you knew is well and truly gone.