Twenty Metres

by Silouette Dreams   Oct 22, 2005


At the very top
Looking down at the city
Held me hostage
Then decided to kill me

The rocks down there
Are calling my name
Surrendering my body
To the canyon of pain

Falling so slowly
It cannot be real
Am I flying
That's how I feel

Sky closing in
And walls caving out
I hope I look peaceful
So no one will shout

Ten meters
From the ground
It's almost over
I make no sound

Two metros
From the earth
Excited, I smile
Preparing for my disperse

Two inches
From where I will rest
We'll all be happy
I know in my chest

Ten inches above the soil
But I am rising
To explain to God
Maybe, to him it's surprising

Twenty meters above the land
I look down on the city
That gave all they had
--I-- decided to kill me

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