(25/03/2013) Falling


 
Flying higher
Moving skyward
Wings placing me on high
Bathed in fire
Funeral pyre
Living in a lie.
 
Gliding gently
Only meant we
Were caught in our disguise
I cannot see
How to be free
From self-induced demise.
 
Careless fall
Lost it all
I’m dropping like a stone
I cant stall
This mental wall
And my mind is not my own.
 
©2013 Alex Hicks

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