Hypothetical death
Since I'm trying to gain depth
I'm losing myself in a concept that leads to my literal death
The most poetic the most poetic death
Alive with symbolism and chronic beauty
Macabre melancholy with suns eaten by seas
And stars crowding the periphery
Where I stand as a cowboy or a martyr
And I'm supposed to leap and drop, I know I signed the pact,
Not the Faustian one, but nearly as severe, it claims my death
And I sense them mumbling behind my questionmark back
Will they push me, if I withdraw and no longer volunteer
Dare they push me beyond that juristically undefined edge?
cheers,
bluenightangel
"oh, eventually it will break your heart" - anders wendin
i actually really liked this! i think it could do with being longer though because it left me with a feeling of wanting to read more...
