stood at the top of a concrete hill
longboard under my feet
down I go
my arms go out
flap like wings
I feel feathers
every flap sends
a gust of wind
through my hair
they flap faster, faster
faster still
until I take flight
for a moment
I control the weather
cyclone, I think
every problem disappears
I'm weightless
pure bliss
it never lasts
my wings falter
I begin to fall
the worlds problems whisper
marred words in my ear
in the form of laughter
as I hit the ground
I scream
they scream back
no
it never lasts
Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 10:26 PM UTC
stood at the top of a concrete hill
longboard under my feet
down I go
my arms go out
flap like wings
I feel feathers
every flap sends
a gust of wind
through my hair
they flap faster, faster
faster still
until I take flight
for a moment
I control the weather
cyclone, I think
every problem disappears
I'm weightless
pure bliss
it never lasts
my wings falter
I begin to fall
the worlds problems whisper
marred words in my ear
in the form of laughter
as I hit the ground
I scream
they scream back
no
it never lasts
