Nothing serious as such

This aches too much,
too much for me to bear.
I'm standing on the edge,
and my heart is full of fear.

Fear of what? I hear them say,
I look at them and then I turn away,
I'm tired and exhausted, I've tried my luck.
I look down for a while and tears well up.

To know and trust me and laugh along,
is an easy job, not difficult at all.
You slipped once and I held you strong,
I trip every minute, who will break my fall.

You hear me say,
that ofcourse I'm okay.
But if you want the truth,
then hang around, just for one day.

....I keep on twisting,
the pen in my hand.
Cuz there is too much to write,
but my mind has gone blank.

I'm not making a fuss,
or even complaining too much.
This is just a poem,
nothing serious as such!!