Have you ever wondered Why people fear heights? It is not because they fear That they would fall and die. But how much is it That you know about that height Is what rings bells in their minds. It is the fear of the unknown, Not of the uncertain future But of the unknown present.
But I do not fear heights. I fear depths Immeasurable and unknown. It ***** you down Never to bring you up again. You enjoy the fall Because it is free. You enjoy the uncertainties of life Until you start questioning yourself When do you land? Where do you land? Do you even land? Or do you keep falling and falling Until you get ****** up By your own self?
It is then that you drown Because the ocean deceives you. It may seem to you That the arms of the ocean Is what is carrying you down Until you realise that They were not meant to comfort you.
You give it your all Openly And it takes it all Selfishly With even no consolations as return.