Cliff Diving
Flying in the air
Wind in my hair
Does it get better than this?
I thought I was invincible but I didn't get the principle until it was too late
Looking down my body's broken
It was the only token
That held me in place
Now I was free
Really flying
Not thinking
Not defying
About anything in this dying place
Flying in the air
Not a care
About anyone missing me
All they'll find is a body
A broken tree
An expensive car
And cheap whiskey.
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Wrote this March 3rd 2012
This poem has been published in a book called Accolades. I still retain ALL MY RIGHTS.
Wind in my hair
Does it get better than this?
I thought I was invincible but I didn't get the principle until it was too late
Looking down my body's broken
It was the only token
That held me in place
Now I was free
Really flying
Not thinking
Not defying
About anything in this dying place
Flying in the air
Not a care
About anyone missing me
All they'll find is a body
A broken tree
An expensive car
And cheap whiskey.
*
Wrote this March 3rd 2012
This poem has been published in a book called Accolades. I still retain ALL MY RIGHTS.
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I just really love this poem and I hope you do too.