Treasure Island

athena bell


Falling


Falling
Drifting like a snowflake
My mind spins
Down, Down

Falling
The wind's fingertips feel, caress
I am falling
Down, Down

Falling
Wings of an angel, feathers of an eagle
but still I am falling
Down, Down

Falling
With no hopes of breaking free
I submit, the pits of red
they welcome me.
Down, Down

Falling
The end, it comes
The breaking point, I see
Down, Down
Down

I am Free

Submitted: Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Edited: Sunday, February 14, 2010

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