Leaping Into Death
Looking from the mountain top
i see the depth beneath gaping at me
strong wind gushing against my torso
I feel the force through my veins
Throwing me back to the land
But i stand rooted
As if I've been shackled to the edge
Same as i dwindle betwixt my dream
And the morose reality i live in
I want to break free, i want to fly
I want to scream, i want to cry
I have no fear left of leaping into death
All i need is to Breathe free; in those last moments
As i breathed for the first time in the womb
Last but not the least......
Can someone just put a white flag on my tomb.......
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