down the hill

i'm slipping down this hill.

my feet won't hold,
i fall to my knees
and grip the grass with my
hands
but the slope is too steep.

my weight is too much,
the gravity of the world
turns me over,

i tumble and roll down.

i knew this day was coming.
i knew it
when i stood at the top
and looked over
and saw
what could be, what i felt i
deserved.

but no.
instead i roll and roll,
hoping that someone will catch
me and help me
up again.