In my elevation there is permutation,
Not in the normal way it’s not obvious to this day,
The feeling I cannot convey.
No one knows it’s happening to me,
But that’s why I can hardly breath.
I’m rising higher & higher,
I can’t take it, I’m not a flyer,
It’s taking me over & up higher,
It is suffocating me to the edge,
I’m going to jump off the ledge.
Going into the dark as I glide off the edge,
Just spinning going though my head.
As I fall I feel nothing but wonder,
Not worry or no feeling of blunder,
As I come to the darkness under.
No one is chasing me,
I feel its good I am erasing me.
I got sick of the race so I dropped out with no one knowing my face.
Release me from your hold,
The bonds won’t break their mold,
They were made to constrict me,
Just let go & don’t miss me...
