Kiss

I fall endlessly.
Never knowing if i
should take a breathe.

Like a feather
floating to the ground.
Never knowing when it will end.

The cold wind kisses my face
like a young girl
like a mother saying good-bye
for the last time.

I push through.
Reality says its good-byes.
to all who fake it
I say my good-bye and hope
you will one day see youself in a mirror and fall down.
never to wake.

It kisses.
I fall.
We all keep living as others.