From Thoughts To Words

In and Out....

One part out, one part in,
One foot dangling from the window,
the other in my room,
To jump or to go back in,
A decision I need to make,
I have so many reasons to jump,
and so many reasons to go back in,
Many a times I have gone through this cycle,
and if I'm writing this,
that means I went back in.
But tonight feels different,
Gravity seems to be calling out to me louder than ever,
Hit the ground with a thud!

But what about my bunny,
Who will watch her if I jump?
What about all the poems I have in my drafts,
who will publish them if I jump?
What about...?

What about me?
Who will hold my hand when the night is cold, if I go back in?
Who will love me if tell them my thoughts?
Who will...?