Hey everyone, I wrote this last night; it's only a first draft so still needs work but I thought it would be quite fitting to share on here and who knows I might even catch a couple of people that can relate.
The up and the down
The angel and the devil
Will I never know a life where the two just level?
Im a human catapult
launched from one extreme to extreme
Soaring high in the sky with that oh so unbreakable smile or
Collapsed on hells floor
Almost aching to bolt through the escape door
My treasure chest of demons
Strain against the lock
Triggered by some small action; seemingly harmless
Has the lock jet into the distance
Leaving every eerily ugly face unleashed
Free to release those ear piercingly screech like screams
They're noise is overbearing
They're snatching my senses
They're stealing my sanity
My vision blurs, the blackness has crept up from behind
Sliming around the corners of my mind before entirely consuming it
Reality hazes with some sort of surreal tint
I stumble back and fall down my very own
alice in wonderland hole
Half way down I try to breathe
The air has played its favourite magic trick
Of abandoning me
My lungs feel crushed; I'm choking
I cannot afford this decline; I'm crying out
I'm calling
Please; somebody: stop me from falling
Faces appear at the edge where I lost my footing
For a moment I dare let myself hope; of salvation and a helping hand home
Then I see their guns, arrows and bombs
Fired with precision like my hearts a bullseye target
It's not the tool of the bullets that push me further into my plummet
It's the heartbreaking hatred behind it
I hit the bottom and shatter
Like glass tossed from a frightening height
Broken, bruised, bleeding
I half open one eye
My gaze is greeted with loosing numbers on a set of dice.