End Up Alive

I need a cliff

I need a precipice

Somewhere high

Between the stars and the sea

So when I’m looking down

My problems are far away

Small and easily forgotten

In the sea of colors, they fade

Do I jump

Would I fly

It’s worth the risk

At the bottom, I’d end up alive

 

Published by december-rose

I'm what you could call perfectly confused... Pursued education in mechanical engineering with a passion for music, always fighting with who I am, who I'm "supposed to be," and typically landing somewhere in the middle. So I put my thoughts here for people to see if they'd like, but never telling anyone I know about it.

Poetry

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

Gravatar
WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Cancel

Connecting to %s

Create a website or blog at WordPress.com

Up ↑

The Bald Calvinist

Design, Books, and Theology

Damon Ashworth Psychology

Helping people thrive

Peter Elbridge

"The greatest danger for most of us is not that our aim is too high and we miss it, but that it is too low and we reach it." - Michelangelo

As For Me

Hi. We're a band or whatever.

Rusted Honey

Poetry, haiku, tanka, and micropoetry

%d bloggers like this: