Gravity

Gravity

Well good sir you and I are falling
I hope I left that wench of yours bawling
Nothing can stop me
Death is coming as of now
I’ll die of course
But I’ll die making your death worse.
I hope that punch broke your nose.
As we fall the breeze blows
All I can do is put my hands around your neck
And Squeeze.
The fear in your eyes satisfies me.
The look of her teary eyes confines me.
This is going to hurt me.
This is going to hurt you.
But I swear I’ll make it hurt you more.
I hope we fall on the spikes below.
So that way your body can be seen alone
I long to hear the sound of your head.
Hitting the sidewalk edge.
If I live through this it’ll be a miracle.
I might have not always been pure.
But you’ll die before me
Im sure.
I killed us both.