Yeaaaaah I wrote this a couple months ago. Enjoy.


Falling

I'm standing on that ledge again.
Perhaps this time I'll fall.
I can't find anyone to catch me
No matter how I call.

The day just keeps on spiraling
Down into the abyss
Soon maybe I'll fall with it
To a never-ending bliss.

There is never any pressure
In the darkness of that hole.
Maybe falling's the only way
To find the joy it stole.



Poetry by Surreal
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Written on 2007-02-15 at 02:34

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