A sharp splash of glass upon my broken grave. Theres only one way back home. Death looks into his eyes he looks back at his face. Cold windowsill beneath his bare feet hes not the man to make these kinds of decisions. Maybe someone will catch me. Maybe someone will save me. Short breathes of air, the only thing left to take. He closes his eyes and feels the wind on his face. These pillars of hell Destruction of trust, they fall to the ground. Descending to heaven, a breathe of fresh air. The whole way down. Maybe someone will catch me. Maybe someone will save me. Short breathes of air, the only thing left to take. He closes his eyes and feels the wind on his face. He goes back to his childhood, to where he felt at home. He envisions his mothers face, and smiles one last time. Will he feel this long enough, will he remember her face then. Will I see her again? Will I see her again? Will I still wake up when I hit the ground? No, dont let me forget. Please dont let me forget. What i fought for this long, please dont take it away. I came so far only to cause more pain. Ill leave a scar along with every shattered dream. Im falling so fast, they cant see through my eyes. Theyre so blinded by this act, but its much more than that. Lifeless bodies, they cant go back home. Fallen bodies, broken families.
maybe, someone, face, breathes, air