Free Fall

Howling at the pitch of night,

my eyes,

empty,

if only lucid tears

fleeing from my

mangled mind,

escape from the strain

of virus

that tempts me

to the edge,

free fall,

fall 

       fall 

             fall,

just jump

but

I wail,

for a staircase instead.

It spirals in circles,

escalator treads,

leading to a trail,

I’ve come to dread,

and soon,

I’ll coax for a cliff,

escalating,

        up 

    up 

up

’til 

  f 

               r

      e

                    e 

     f

               a

         l

                      l.

Reviews

[SHEEMA HUQ]

i feel as if i'm rising with you, until submergence, and an excellent format used too, honestly, you are so creative, I'm in awe!!

[Antonio Valentino]

oooieee.. that is my number one fear.. driving off a cliff.. i dream it all the time.. driving, then i cant see, because of fog, or darkness, but i can stop and i cant see the road.. and i know at any second im going to, hit, something........ ayyyyyyyyyyy!!

i hate that dream..

you didnt help by the way hahaha

if i see you falling in a dream.. ill pull back the top of my car..

hmm i better start dreaming in convertables now hahah

goody stuff here

:)

[demureminds]

haha sorry
Thanks!

[Tai Ryens]

I adore the structure of this poem~ Suicide by heights intrigues me, after all, heights is one of the main fears of being human. How would it feel while falling down, knowing you conquered a worldwide phobia?

[demureminds]

Thanks!