Closure

Climb the stairway to your death.
Step up to the ledge and
hear the breeze rush past your ears.
(Rush past your ears).
It sings to you a song
as you go falling to the ground.
There's no turning back.

Think of all the things you didn't say.
Alert the paramedics to scrape your body off the street.
They make no difference now.
After the impact sounded you spilled the secrets you'd like to keep.
As you hit the blood splatters.
Alert the paramedics to scrape your body off the street.
In the shape of a broken heart.
After the impact sounded you spilled the secrets you'd like to keep.

Fall quickly!
Die hard!
You were too weak to live.

I sit perched and focus my hearingfrantic footsteps are evidence of the panic.
Down below foreshadowing the fall.
My eyes radiate to mirrored flashing images of me.
A streak from sky to ground a downward rainbow.
From skyscraper to pavement
still foreshadowing the ground.
Yet still me eyes radiate to mirrored flashing images of this.
No need to carry me away
because before I hit the ground I'll be an angel.
Before I hit the ground I'll sprout wings.
Falling past this building wishing it would fall so I can see.
Something great other than this turn to shambles.
Because before I hit the ground I'll be an angel.
Before I hit the ground I'll sprout wings.