The Thought
James Catherson
14 May, 2015 04:34 PMPeople stare deep into my looks My sight hideous bringing disgust to faces I feel anxiety throughout, thinking shall I jump looking down far below the world The water swishing in the midnight sky Telling me tonight is my time for death Garbage dropped far above upon land Nothing I can do, corned against ledge Scowled to jump, begged for lesser of me earth's capacity filled to its extent The long drop below fills my soul The gust of winds move up through me Words pushing knowing best for me Toes leaving the long thick metal panel Air digging deep through my nostrils causing blood Head first soaring straight to hell I awake in a room feeling anxious A dream so surreal, have I died tonight?
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