i'll take you to the brink
with teasing playful pushes
and then one that means it
you'll fly for just a second
---- then drop
but there will always be that one fragile branch to catch your spinning thoughts
---- and maybe your hands....

i'll take you to the brink
to a place where minds meet and grind against the blackness that sits in the darkest corner you've ever wept in<<<>>>i'll stretch your senses to cover uncovered things and break you down into what you need to be

i'll take you to the brink
and you'll {eventually} collide with me
you will hate me for what i've done to you
---- to your head
but you will love me for it
i can push every one of your buttons
i guess i'll have to push you again...

i'll take you to the brink
this time you'll want to jump but something upstairs says NO whether it be the monster in the attic or god himself
so i guess i'll have to push you
watch you fall to catch that blesséd branch and nearly die trying to get that
last
breath
in
before you fall- but you won't
i won't let you fall
i just like watching you fly for that one second
over
and
over
and
over
and
down and down and up................................