*other times i dream of
being on the edge of a cliff
telling my body to jump
one last step and
i will be crushed into the pitch
of a complete void
where hell and peace meet
but i never do
i never jump
because maybe i still believe
in the absent fact that
you might come back
and stop me from doing
that one last step*
Oct 12, 2014
Oct 12, 2014 at 11:05 AM UTC
*other times i dream of
being on the edge of a cliff
telling my body to jump
one last step and
i will be crushed into the pitch
of a complete void
where hell and peace meet
but i never do
i never jump
because maybe i still believe
in the absent fact that
you might come back
and stop me from doing
that one last step*
an old poem. what was i even thinking?
