It's over

by cHeAtInG dEaTh Nd sTrIpPeD dOmNiQuE   Feb 15, 2012


Here I finish here I bring it to an end
Crashing harder than the belief
Together pieces fly out of the window
When I am with the world I am not me
Now I rest to put it up to relieve
Giving the last string attached to sanity
Breaking loose from the catch and fly high
Sun breathing through me with morning dew
Fresh air with the smell of jasmine in my garden
I walk bare feet feeling the grass and the worms
Part of the universe that's inside me
Exploding on to make a larger than life image
An end to the new beginning
And then there is this sullen feeling
Squeezing me still suffocating me
Piercing me cursing me
Torching the tips of my wings
Marred by doubts they fall
Thrown on the ground
Yet I don't make a sound
No impressions
Just a shallow me
Surface to surface
At the end of the world

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