I can feel it rising up
I can feel it becoming a part of me
A waking morning thought
And a soothing night's dream.
Too easily do I end up here
This clifftop peak of potential joy
Too simply do I jump without harness
And too simply do I fall without hope.
All it takes is a smile
A good laugh and a set of *******
Then I'm drawn in like a dead fish
In the proverbial toilet bowl
It's funny how often I jump
How often I convince myself of reciprocation
But the truth is I'm ugly
Ugly in sight, in conversation and in company
I have a quick wit but a slow start
Silence is a majority in my life
So I choose this time to stop
To walk away before humiliation
She is beautiful, funny, happy
I'm quiet, slow and stiff
She lives with fairies in the clouds
I live with worms in the dirt
So I shall stay here and live
Avoid public announcements and actions
Avoid the weening possibility of joy
For the reality of loneliness
At least here I'm safe
Sep 4, 2019
Sep 4, 2019 at 4:10 PM UTC
I can feel it rising up
I can feel it becoming a part of me
A waking morning thought
And a soothing night's dream.
Too easily do I end up here
This clifftop peak of potential joy
Too simply do I jump without harness
And too simply do I fall without hope.
All it takes is a smile
A good laugh and a set of *******
Then I'm drawn in like a dead fish
In the proverbial toilet bowl
It's funny how often I jump
How often I convince myself of reciprocation
But the truth is I'm ugly
Ugly in sight, in conversation and in company
I have a quick wit but a slow start
Silence is a majority in my life
So I choose this time to stop
To walk away before humiliation
She is beautiful, funny, happy
I'm quiet, slow and stiff
She lives with fairies in the clouds
I live with worms in the dirt
So I shall stay here and live
Avoid public announcements and actions
Avoid the weening possibility of joy
For the reality of loneliness
At least here I'm safe
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