Hanging On

she's hanging by a string of hope.
her heart beating faster as she continues to slip on down.
she looks up for his hand to help her on her feet again yet he stands and stares.
he looks at her angelic face with tear stained cheeks.
why does he stand and watch her die?
she cries to him as she falls a little more.
she cries to him, begs for his heart to reach to her but knows he won't move a single step farther.
her hands bleeding, skin tearing more as she holds so tightly to her string of hope.
hope is all that is left of her torn soul.
blood pouring from her hands she slides down a little more.
his face haunting her eyes as he watches her slip away, yet his ears ignore her pleads of help.
his hand never reaching towards the crying girl.
she's giving up.
she's letting go.
her eyes burn into his heart, into his soul.
as she falls to the ground his hand reaches but she's given up and let go.
his eyes burns into the string where her blood stains.
his lips whispering sweet remorse to one that he let slip away.