Vanilla Thriller - Falling
Falling, <br />Falling towards my sky <br />Leaving the ground behind <br />Thinking, just maybe that <br />My troubles won’t know <br />That I no longer <br />Desire to have them <br /> <br />Living <br />Living in this moment <br />Hatred, you’ve worn out your welcome <br />But I’ll be polite <br />Maybe “turn off the lights” <br />And leave you this distorted world <br /> <br />Falling <br />Falling towards my sky <br />He’s waiting with open arms <br />The perfect example of forever <br />Feel the breeze as <br />We define the word ourselves. <br /> <br />Breaking <br />Breaking the silence <br />It was made of glass <br />But even broken, <br />It still looks to cut <br />More so my heart than my skin <br /> <br />Falling <br />Falling towards my sky <br />Tumbling has never been fun <br />But as I fall <br />Deeper into him <br />I can’t help but <br />Like the sensation that follows.<br /><br />Vanilla Thriller<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/falling-179/
