The Pedestal Girl’s Cry


Up on a pedestal
Above all she stands
A wall she built
With her own two hands
Keeps others out
And the sadness in
But she can’t destroy
Or let the wall win.
The pedestal looms high
And on top of it she waits
On dead hopes higher than the sky.
Her tears drop into the clouds
Which reach out to grab
Her empty, rotting shrouds.
She won’t let them hurt her again
Her pedestal will no longer
Be weak enough to bend.
On top of a pedestal,
Higher than the sky
She stands
And then
She
Jumps
With tears
In her eyes,
As she whispers so quietly,
“I’m sorry.”

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