Falling and Cut

Written by: Auden L.

Falling and cut, the ground far 
The music box plays, winds blow
Her words lie, untruths rein being
Still dark and cold, the river flows

Yet falling on, the silence holds
The dancers spin, a dance in vain 
And it goes on, this life we’ve won
The sad song sings over and over she falls like rain

Where is the end? The black crash burns
Reality cries, and silence calls for collision 
Screaming mute and the fall still clear
To hit the bottom, a timeless decision?