Falling Poem by Vanilla Thriller

Falling,
Falling towards my sky
Leaving the ground behind
Thinking, just maybe that
My troubles won’t know
That I no longer
Desire to have them

Living
Living in this moment
Hatred, you’ve worn out your welcome
But I’ll be polite
Maybe “turn off the lights”
And leave you this distorted world

Falling
Falling towards my sky
He’s waiting with open arms
The perfect example of forever
Feel the breeze as
We define the word ourselves.

Breaking
Breaking the silence
It was made of glass
But even broken,
It still looks to cut
More so my heart than my skin

Falling
Falling towards my sky
Tumbling has never been fun
But as I fall
Deeper into him
I can’t help but
Like the sensation that follows.