• Falling,
    Falling,
    It's only a word.
    It has no relevance
    to the sensation which occurs,
    you fall and you fall
    and hope to god something will
    catch you after all,
    as you guess and you guess
    as to how far you are,
    and how long is to come,
    you imagine the pain,
    you think of the sight,
    as the butterflies tingle
    on this cold winter's night.
    and you pray and you pray,
    pray as hard as you may,
    but it all ends the same,
    with a crick - crack- splat.