eMail PETE here

you found yourself like this
no way of knowing how or why you came to be here
you just came to yourself this way
and its not that i feel slighted by you in this light
nor the fact that i have observed every inch of your blind tumble
its not even that i could trace your path down into that hole against my own memory
too easily

i just cant seem to shake this feeling
that im watching you die
and that i could save you
and want to
but youve tied all of our hands

youre begining to collapse under the weight of your own submission
and your denial
while admirably stout
is not quite strong enough
to keep your eyes shut
against the rush of wind
as you fall