Fall

The cliff rocks fall
And the tormenting shore lay far below

Too many thoughts
If
When
Why
How

If...
If this weren't just a feeling
If something was different
If we had the power to change

The gust of wind blows the thoughts free
Swirling through my mind
Rinsing all of the unclean
All that I thought I loved

The rocks plummet far
Too far to see
And I know that if I fall
I'll be set free

The myriad of sadness that painted the boulders below with my blood
Is just like the grass in the wind
Blown, but never taken away
Assaulted, but always victorious

I've run too far to be myself
Gone from my former being
I came so far
Only to lose what I called my mind

We'd never be set free
With the impending judgment upon us
We are victims of its weight
Pulling us down into loathing each other

Before I knew that I was falling
I had already hit the bottom
Cool and chill, but not free

By some chance
I had missed
And I knew how to swim
I knew that I would continue dying...
By being alive