Coming Down

You conquered your world
made the way you had
fought to the bigtime
top of the ladder, and sad
that I am here
waiting still alone
for you to come down
but you've grown
careless and hard
while I've only grown older
looking up at you with different eyes
that no longer touch your shoulder

because it's not there
it's not big anymore
to carry my tears for you
so I keep them in the core
of me, bottled up tightly
safe so they do not hit the ground
looking up with different eyes
still awaiting your coming down.