Crawling towards the surfaceExcruciating yet the desire to live overwhelms
The sound of breaking nails
The feel of your cold hands grabbing my feet
The future's dim
In your chemical mind, does a shout from nowhere
reverberate a sound?
It's so calm down here...
Loosen the grip and...
Plummet down with me.
With torn flesh!
I await the silver lining to all of these
With eyes tightly shut
Thinking of the things we did to survive
The right and the wrong
The wounds and sacrifices that resurface in debacles
For love, for faith, for others
To the point they'd walk away, I will always be here.
It's so calm down here...
Loosen the grip and...
Plummet down with me.
Stupefied and frozen!
I await the silver lining to all of these.
But what is the point
When everything else fades like smoke as fast as you exhale?
Alarming gentle snap
Silent yet the chills it sends to being
Looking down just to see a hypnotic abyss
Feet freely dangling, as you moved on without a scream.
It's so calm down here...
Loosen the grip and...
Plummet down.
A question hangs over the shoulders...
Where is the silver lining to all of these?
1 comment:
this contemplates a scenario wherein two lovers hangs on a cliff for dear life. apparently, there are other underlying messages aside from the ordeal.
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