Wicked

It's not something that can be described

The true magnitude and awe of it

It's like falling

Fast, and knowing that you're about to hit the ground any second

It's the dangerous sensation of death

Mixed with the sweet taste of birth

I've stood on the edge of the Grand Canyon 

I've felt myself tip forward, toes curling along the edge of rock

I've fallen from great heights

And I know the thrill

It doesn't have to be loud 

It doesn't have to be anything

It's just the pounding of your heart in your throat

And your stomach turning with delighted fear

Because it's wicked

It's amazing

Reviews

[revalatia]

a thrillseeker are we ;)

[Pawprints]

Yes indeed :)

[revalatia]

nice..

[Wolfwind]

This was awesome! Just like adrenaline junkies, there are taboo junkies and we shall add wickedness junkies to the list. =) I have to agree that there are times when doing bad is a thrill. I suppose that's why there will always be a balance between do gooders and villians in this world. Nice Ink!

Aaron

[Pawprints]

Haha, thank you for your review, my friend. Yes, I guess that is the balance between good and villainy.