Aerial of a Downward Sort

Take a deep breath ...

My mind is racing today, and I thought I saw a cliff ahead.
Life is a waterfall, sensations of weightlessness tempered by the morbid realization of inevitable impact.

My mind is racing today, and I think I see a cliff ahead.
Expectations give birth to so much disappointment, But what is life without a hopeful eye to the future?

My mind is racing today, ever closer to the edge.
I have no fear of death. My fear is that those I love will embrace the hand of the same demon.
I fear a life alone. Ultimately though, we are all alone, are we not? Never able to share what burns within.

My mind is racing today, but I can't see the cliff anymore.
I have turned my eyes from God only to turn my head back, and he not be there. Now I spend my days searching all the places I once saw him, hoping for his embrace once again.

My mind is racing today ... to the brink ... over the edge ...


Levity, however brief, or false
Bliss, however fleeting
Apathy, however selfish
Self pity, however indulgent
Solitude, however destructive

Tumbling downward
Longing
Rejection
Smiles
Laughter
Tears
Anger
Rage
Scars
Love
Forever
Never
Wind
Impact