in the competition of time, who prevails?
those that continue forward, and those who fail
but time is nothing but a number
a number that could equal what many fear the most
a number that could equal eternal slumber
so maybe the next time you think you’re running up together, you’d think again
Do you jump for fun, or do you jump for the opposite?
Running off the edge, held down by what people perceived as positive
You carry the weight of a tornado,
Knowing any moment you’d lose control
So you do it. You fall.
Repressing every moment, in hopes to not recall
The burden, the baggage
You knew your fate was packaged
But as you hit the waters below,
You suddenly can't let go
So you scream and you cry
Reaching out for the unsaid goodbye
And as you lose your breath,
You waver, desperate for more strength
All because you outgrew your death