Windows to the Soul?

Don't worry
I realise I'm falling
but just at the edge where my hands
contort to grab
anything
I realise I might be in trouble.
I'm not going to ask you to be my safetynet
because I can't handle admitting
that I depend on you.
Unless you see the words
that I am pleading with my eyes
I'm going to keep my mouth shut -
stitched up with my fearful obstinacy.
So I just hope that my eyes are screaming
loud enough for you to hear