02-17-2013, 11:54 PM
Skydivers would enjoy the fall but I'm not one of them,
They get all the rush and just glide down to safety,
I can't. I have no parachute. No wings. No nothing. Leafless,
At times I can be a fool and just jump based on the distance from the ground,
Thinking that far distances are worth the inevitable hurt at ground level,
Jump.
The breeze that caresses my skin, the wind's harmonic howl,
and my lightening-stricken heart motivate me
as I scale the crimson mountain face,
Blood trails behind me.
I stare down the familiar cliff with fantasies of an infinite drop,
Stop.
Fade away into the thin air.
There, conscience awaits.
They get all the rush and just glide down to safety,
I can't. I have no parachute. No wings. No nothing. Leafless,
At times I can be a fool and just jump based on the distance from the ground,
Thinking that far distances are worth the inevitable hurt at ground level,
Jump.
The breeze that caresses my skin, the wind's harmonic howl,
and my lightening-stricken heart motivate me
as I scale the crimson mountain face,
Blood trails behind me.
I stare down the familiar cliff with fantasies of an infinite drop,
Stop.
Fade away into the thin air.
There, conscience awaits.