nights at prospect park

Oh, hey. I'm back. And trying really hard to break this crazy writer's block thing I've had for months now. This I wrote in April.

The city lights are telling me my future,
each one a small crystal ball
with a piece inside.
Each one waiting for me
to break it open and grab hold of what it contains.
Begging me to hold on tight,
hold on with both hands,
And never loosen my grasp.
They are keeping me from falling.
I come so close,
leaning over the city's edge
Half of my body careening into that darkness
And maybe never making it out.
They are anchoring me to the rock
Keeping me, protecting me
Pulling my feet back to Earth
the moment they start to leap.
I fear without the city lights
I would be too far gone
Never able to make it back to you.
I fear I would lose myself forever
Lose you, forever.
I want to keep you forever.
Take you down from the skyline
and put you in my pocket.
I'll bring you along to light my day
And keep me safe at night.