Feb 07, 2009 00:54
Even though this cliff is as tall as it is, the fall doesnt really seem that far down.
Looking over the edge is like peeking into a new world.
Fear and resentment and happiness and tranquility.
Thats the world thats seen over the edge of a cliff.
Its everything.
Achieving flight isn't the goal, although the fall feels that way.
Wind rushing passed as if it were going to pick you up and sweep you away into its world.
Someplace so much more calm than the hustle bustle of the city.
And so much quieter than the screaming silence you're trying to escape.
The haunting stares from the one who just said goodbye.
Or, well, never allowed a hello.
Its so pure though.
Looking over the edge into this world.
Every color is fading from brilliance to black.
The sound that fills the ears no longer are words, but wind.
Its such a beautifully perfect place.
An inch or 2 more and you're there.
Shuffling forth and allowing the rocks underneath experience the fall first.
This is the world you need right now.
This is the world i need...
And all it takes is one step and life is a brilliant rush of black.
..falling
...falling
....falling
All it took was one step, and the voice is forgotten.
Im in such a weird mood right now.
Michael