He was dangerous He lived in his lair He pounced upon Who dared He made lives miserable Factious, fractious Animal of concrete jungle He was dangerous He thought No one could dare Enter his lair One day my dog Fetched him out He was brought On the ledge From a height He was dropped Like a hat on the head Fractured his two legs He forgot the lair he lived Once for all He disappeared
When things go awry O Sprite Give me strength alright When waves hit to heights O sprite Give me fence alright When waves dip to the lowest ebbs O sprite Give me ledge alright When clouds burst O sprite Dam the run off by my chest alright When gales hit the land O sprite Protect the crops by my inhalation alright When the Sun sets the forest on fire O sprite Put it out by my sweat alright When I am alone tonight O sprite Give me company and wake me up next morning alright
In that kind of mood When ledges look beautiful One jump, So far down
Looking down, its exhilarating. Heart beating so fast, as if its crying out begging me to hear that im still alive. That I can go on. Tell me when you jumped, was it everything you imagined. That amazing feeling, of fear, happiness, freedom, release. Sigh, i just wish I could go back in time I just want to talk with you. I miss you
Withered through these relinquished lips, softly lays an embellished, embroidered, carcass. Torn across flesh-like soil caressing gently into this impermeable being, you're only human.
So allowing in the presence of indigenous, oblique thoughts slanting into the belly never feeling so bare the hunger deprives. The nails of your eyes piercing into the forefront of mush you call a brain, feeling the earth distinctively tremble with each step you chase closer to the ledge
Clutching onto the white knuckle breast your hands pounding at your fingertips its electric running through your veins feeling it at the core so helplessly, lost.
Your throat knots into one-thousand splinters splicing relentlessly between your core the wedge of your mortal body becomes noticeable to your soul detaching, jumping.
Slithering one step closer, pull the rope you leap you rot
one more inch closer, you can feel it separating your surroundings from comfort ability picking up between each breath shaking at your own wake.
there you have it at the brim of the edge you've push yourself this close whats one last jump out of this skin?
Soft hands idling quietly by snatching remnants of credibility its cloak opaque to reflection you grasp its hand, like a double-edged sword you hold on tight wisping away into the night never to be seen again.
The walls are dark and the smell is repugnant death on its tongue Decay in the teeth. Smiling back as if a fun-house of mirrors dubious, distorted, distraught you hold on.
Cradling the noose like a new mother to its child you gawk, admire, and dream Of a darkness to bring you closer to the ledge. Gently pushing formidable bounds released to self-indulgence you're alone.
As the world around you lights up only by screens and reacts only by the ping of self-admiration. A ghost among the blinded walking slowly by as everything is in full speed. Stuck in a repetitive loneliness damnation of socialization pity. pity. pity.
Pulling onto the strings of darkness puppeting along madness mastering hell as its vibrant and claw full of disappointment you sit on the outside of the world watching it comfortable in its cage.