~
In the end you come to the conclusion
That everything you've ever
Felt,
Thought,
Wondered,
Dreamed,
Considered
All of it is nothing more than a flighty storm
That's been brewing since the day you were born,
And holds you captive until
You realize it doesn't matter anymore.

Maybe one day you'll learn how to fall.
For now you cling to the edge of your cliff
And beg me to save you

Until you decide that cliff isn't real
And
Let

Go
~