fear to falcity.
see a person can wake up every morning play the same song and put on the clothes he feels comfortable with.
that person can slide the keys off his table and into his palm.
that kid can take his car and drive right off a fucking cliff.
but between how many things has that person done,
laughed at a funny moment
smiled at a cute girl
slight a meaningful cause
but to say an end is the end of all that would be a fact.
there wouldnt be anymore glaring or laughing or smiling
thered be nothing no one to hurt no one to make happy
a feeling can go too far to the point were your lose your mind, where you have no place to go besides down, where to catch yourself and rise to the place you were before you decided to drive to your death, its hard.
so that person can do alot of things between then and now
he can pray his mind starts working. he can pray he decides to put his foot on the break, and he can swear that it will never happen again.
this entry isnt about suicide. its about someone who hasnt been to that point yet, its about someone who wants a rope to be thrown to him, its about having a horse to land on and ride away when he jumps from the balcony.
everyone needs someone to go to after its over. and after youve done the deed its hard for someone to be okay .
that person can slide the keys off his table and into his palm.
that kid can take his car and drive right off a fucking cliff.
but between how many things has that person done,
laughed at a funny moment
smiled at a cute girl
slight a meaningful cause
but to say an end is the end of all that would be a fact.
there wouldnt be anymore glaring or laughing or smiling
thered be nothing no one to hurt no one to make happy
a feeling can go too far to the point were your lose your mind, where you have no place to go besides down, where to catch yourself and rise to the place you were before you decided to drive to your death, its hard.
so that person can do alot of things between then and now
he can pray his mind starts working. he can pray he decides to put his foot on the break, and he can swear that it will never happen again.
this entry isnt about suicide. its about someone who hasnt been to that point yet, its about someone who wants a rope to be thrown to him, its about having a horse to land on and ride away when he jumps from the balcony.
everyone needs someone to go to after its over. and after youve done the deed its hard for someone to be okay .