FicWad

Falling into another state
Of disrepair, of wretchedness
Burning brightly, turning pale
Falling, always falling

Climb the hell back up
Don't you dare fall again

A thousand butterflies cloud my eyes
My throat burns with the sweet sticky air
For five longs years, just to say
Je vais étouffer
I long for the cold salt spray
Climb towards the light on the hill
Don't look back
Even if your sure the grass was greener before

Did someone call my name?
I listen to the distant thunder
Of two thousand beating wings
Before I feel the emptiness swirling through my veins