Twist of Fate

February 19, 2012
Fill me with sweet air.
Give me life.
You hold me tight,
And never let go.
You cling to me,
But I don’t turn away.
I depend on your strength and love.
We’re flying high,
Over the clouds.
We don’t stop until we get to the top

It becomes to much.
you let go
Leaving me soaring high
Straight for the heavens,
Relief washes over,
But fear of uncertainty hinders.
I get too high
And everything pops.
Reality hits.
Deflated and alone.
Falling down into the dark pit of nothing.

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