Knocking Down A Peg

To continue Ali's theme here, I have a poem that I just wrote out of a depressed-like mood. It kind of knocks me down a few notches when I read it. But it's just a sad poem.

Pedistal

Always a stone

When it counts,

But now like glass

Meeting the edge of a blade,

Watching my smile

Crack like an egg.

I've become an ice sulpture

Placed in the sun

While I watch it all

Melt down.

Emotions slowly draining

As more tears

Exit my eyes

And life spirals down.

I hit the floor,

And smash.

---By Justin Beebe