Stuck between a rock and a hard place

Waiting for my legs to give out

Waiting to lose my grip

Waiting for an avalanche

They laugh and scream as they point

They wait as they have been for a while

Ignorant to the pain they cause me 

Ignorant to the selflessness I exert for them

Ignorant to how I gave myself until there was nothing left to give

But still, they try to take

They wait for me to let go

They wait for me to give in

They wait for me to ask for their help so they can indebt me

They will be waiting for a long time I promise myself

I will not give them gratification 

I tighten my grip 

My fingers ache

My legs start to slip

No way out

I am stuck

But I won't give in to them

I closed my eyes

They won't control me I'd rather die

"We can help you." I hear them say

They will only chain me to my misfortunes

I do not answer

I can't hold on 

My fingers start to slip

"What is she doing?" They question out loud.

My right hand dangles over the pit below.

"She's not begging for our help?"

My left foot is useless.

"She's supposed to beg for our help!"

I'm down to three fingers

"She's supposed to owe us!"

A smile plasters over my face

They start to worry

"She can't die!" 

I open my eyes and with the last bit of strength I have I speak

"I've been dead for a while."

I let myself fall

 I am no longer stuck