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Without Knowledge

Contributed by catz77 on Monday, 4th August 2008 @ 02:35:26 AM in AEST
Topic: abstract



Too many things float by my mind
All I can do is sit here and wait
I hate the brain for being more clever
Than destiny and this so-called fate

I’m at the edge of my mind
And I hope with all my might
That I obtain the courage to jump
To step off and fall without a fight

Spinning and gasping
Fear in each of my eyes
I’ll have not an ounce of control
My ears pierced by the wind’s cries

My face to the pit of my soul
And I can feel my feet slipping
Please disobey me and jump
I need to fall quickly
Gasping for air
I fall
Fast
And I cannot believe
That my mind is gone
My soul burns for me
It twists
With every breath
I take
Fear is spiraling and
Entering me through my gaping mouth
When will it stop!?
My skin feels
Fiery
It’s hurting me
The wind
Rushing
And boiling me
Why did I jump
When will I
Stop falling?

Won’t you catch me, my beating heart?
Will you stretch out your love for me?
Let my cries persuade you to save us
Please don’t let me fall endlessly

I am falling!
Please!
Stop…
this…

Oh, my stomach!
Eat me and stop the pain
Don’t let me fall, please
It will not be in vain

How long will I fall
The pain doesn’t stop!
I cannot
Adapt to it
And My body ignores
My screams!

Save me soul!

Thorns are scraping my back
And the screams won’t stop
Piercing these ears of mine
My hair is tearing as I drop

The brain I’ve passed
And perhaps
It scoffs at my
Insanity
And my pain.




Copyright © catz77 ... [ 2008-08-04 02:35:26]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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