I stare on down from the top of the sky, I sit and wait for the right time to fly. With all the wonder of a child young and pure, I'll take a step and I'll fall, my body hits the floor. They don’t come near me, I won’t approach them, There are things that happen here and nobody knows them. I locked all the doors, I kept myself away, I feared what wasn’t there and I couldn’t hold onto my hate. I used all the words I had to describe what was real, But it left me speechless, each word I wrote cut holes into my skin. But these words had value, they told me who I could be, My vision was blurred, so I’m stuck in the same skin. I gave up trying when the rain started falling, I felt myself fall down with it. Now I’m lying surrounded by mess staring back where I once stood. My body’s broken so I can’t move, forced to see what should have been. I gave up trying when the rain started falling, I felt myself fall down and land with it. I can’t let go of this weight that’s on my mind. The conversations that we had painted canvases with colours fluid and bright, after we finished our perfect work of art you set it alight. So deep burning love this is your voice, your ignition blew pieces of me onto the wall, as I fall to my knees to collect parts of my flesh you use my body as a platform; you escape this mess. And now my feelings inside where the light can't get in, It has a hand, it has a grasp, it pulls me down.