So I realized that I put some of my poems on the random book so I'm just going to move them over here. 

The one thing I asked of you, you failed at. I asked for you to catch me when I fall, to lift me up and shield me from the storm of words. You were there when it came, but you left midway leaving me unprotected and bare. I fell, I fell down past the clouds that shield the eyes from the searing sun. I fell past the ground that supports your feet into the water where I drowned. Now here I am watching from above awaiting the call to come back. That call never came...