Falling

Falling
by echez
Uploaded 24th Aug 2001

You feel the clouds drowning, what does that make you?You see the world turning into a dump of heartache,
You, a mere single soul, what does that make you?

You surf the bowl of cereal on a cornflake, knowing that they'll either turn soggy or you'll be eaten into the sore throat of the older generation.

In one ear you hear acoustic voices dawning from the new era.
In another, the effort of equal hearts seem to try too hard to win whatever you have to offer to them. It's not much but more than enough to contain the petite of man's desire.

Native to the non-female species, is the color of the green eyed monster who cowardly ran when it's essence essential, who is due to return when the sky darkens, and situations thicken.

Why when there is but weakness, does all worst come rolling in? When you're in the midst of drowning, the life line doesn't hold.

You've all been there and now is when the falling tree lands - it's high time.