• gritting your teeth
    mental inertia pulling at me
    my grip slip
    but i stand fast...
    as my body just crashes
    into the side of the cliff
    frozen in space
    falling into the rift
    the words i want to hear
    roll from her lips
    i try to catch them
    but they escape my fingertips
    im so distraught
    i fall, i land, i sit
    on the cold earth
    i thought it was a myth
    but its as if
    im adrift and the wind begins to lift
    my mind begins to sift
    through the endless
    amount of data
    coming from one sniff