heart beating.... love stopping.....

As I grow older
my life gets restlessly quieter
My days wasted in my mind
my weeks gone unrewined
my years left unnotice
I'd never thought I'd feel this way...
I feel like an adult stuck in this body
I see people my own age
acting like little bratz
and then I think,
can I be one???
The answer pops instantly.....
no
I'm segregated from their
dreams....
dreams of love and fun,
both bubbly and sweet
that spill like
thick mollasses
to the ground...
My life is at the edge of the highest peak..
I stand at the end,
ready to fall...
I see myself falling,
smashing through the rough rocks,
ripping my flesh off...
breaking my brittle bones
tearing me apart
feeling the searing pain,
burning trough my skin
cutting deep inside of
me
My brain will splatter against the
harsh earth
I'll probably twitch and turn
as I spill the rest of my blood
on the floor....
With what's left
of my life,
I'll open my
eyes and see the
world that I had fallen from
and I'll see the peak
where I was standing
on
and I'll smile...
Smile at the fact that
I made it...
through rocks and stones
I made it...
Even though it killed me...
I made it...
and I'll close my eyes
and
..............I'll never be afraid of falling...........