The Hardest Fall…

The Hardest Fall…

Talking to you, seeking you out, I doubt I could ever be without; again.
Walking to you, breathing your name, saying it, playing it on my tongue, this pain,
And I strain, to feel your words, I demand to know the verse, the curse you paid,
It’s rage, its great array of jaded verbs and fabled words, I love, I care, you don’t, I dare
To feel this free, to dream this dream, to walk around, with time to scream to myself,
How dare I fall so hard, how dare I drop this card face up, played games with my heart,
To take this given heart, and twist, rip, pull and kissed, and dismissed, this is hard
This part, this is wrong of me to start again, these things I’ve said, I wish I wash the sands of time through a mist of fine grained songs, a list, a line, a drift of hindsight covers me
And hovers as I lean, I kneel, I feel the ground you have walked on, I stop and stare at the drop off, and I fall…the hardest fall...

I felt so accepted, it didn't matter what I told you, you listened, you cared, you didn't judge...

But I fell, I plunged and dwelt in the dark, the damage done, I sung hymns of sunlight and joy, the plight of hurt, the sight of night only enlightened me. A ploy
A plot to set right the wrongs been dealt, I felt only one way to answer such a cry
Such a plead of loss, of grief, of soft tissue defeat, I felt only one way to try
I needed to be without this misuse, I diffuse the bomb that ticked away a minute
In a second, a bomb relentless heaven, guiding, driving by at breakneck speeds
In seven, six, or five leads to follow, a swallow before Baptists lore. A hollow sound rings true, compound the fractured truth, distracted, soothe me, in wine, a taste as sweet
On this night of nights to meet, to beat through these refracted lines, to see through this harassed lie. And try as I might, the might is slight, only fight this fight for just, for plights as ours are long, need only one song, to sift the grains unearthly sewn, for now I know, the reason why, I had to die, when I fell so fine…the hardest fall...

I was sure it was fake, I had no idea, I wish I knew, I wish I hadn’t threw it all away...

So I made you aware, made sure you were there, when I vowed that I swear, to love you without you I dare not tread these frigid froths of water raging, against the rocks, above you, and below, where was I when you said take me there, where did I go to break this stairway to heaven, this paradise we live in, this nice yet tepid turbulent tide we swim in. Be ridden of your every breath; be driven from your heart in breast, in chest the stress lives. In quests we doth quiz, each other of another method to derive a formula that bets more on the money then ever before. A destroyed young lover beguiled of horror untold. Unspoken words of gracious face save ceremonial space in front of displaced and mismatched hate. Little travelled roads that lead to the end of a row of a fence belongs out of place. And whereas in before hereto the slave plays into tunes of a morally cruel and obtuse errant race. I am gone from you this one last time, I’ve dropped to my tomb to be closer to mine own mortality, fragility boasts fertility most men only hope for at best, forgotten the rest and I leap the last step down to the hardest fall...