I will not make it further than this...
Dancing on the ledge, deciding: should i leap?
I sit, legs dangling off the edge, and I contemplate my life.
Here, so close to what could be the end, I am relaxed.
I close my eyes and let the wind slowly caress my face,
A smile pulls on my lips.
I stand to back away from the cliff and I have made my choice.
But as I take my first step away from the long jump,
A force hits me in the chest, and I am falling backwards.
Plummeting into the darkness that my life has been and always will be.
Suddenly I can see all the cracks in my walls as they fly past me.
I realize that I am forever falling into an endless space,
Where I am to remain forever,
Consumed by my demons.
Brooke[owns.your.face]
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Empty words
Maybe this time I'll let her lips stain my palms, so you can catch me red handed.
Then we can watch the pages of our past burn together,
Curling at the edges and turning to ash, while the life we shared falls to ruins.
As we let the pieces collapse through our fingertips,
We will ignite the remains of a love we both lost.
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