Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2016
Pushed off the cliff
I begin to fall
Beginning to drift
Waiting for the angel's call

The world rushes past me
As I begin to descend
Wind screaming wildly
Maybe this is my end

This dive is killer
My demise stalling
All of life is just filler
To hide the endless falling

The ground never hits
Realizing this isn't dying
I gain bliss
As I begin flying
Belle
Written by
Brett Palmero  26/M/Chicago
(26/M/Chicago)   
338
   Corvus
Please log in to view and add comments on poems