Taking A Dive

Poem By Ace Of Black Hearts

My plane is going down flames and there isn't a thing I can do.
Riding the wave as it crashes.
Soon it will be over.
I will not look back when I'm older
At times like these it feels so damn good to be sober.
Uncomfortable, most definitely.
But I will not lose myself.
I will not dull the pain.
Every sensation absorbed and explored.
Inching ever closer.
The shades of grey have gotten so much colder.
If only you could see it.
From down in a drain, feeling for the rain.
It gives me hope when there is no hope to be had.
Overcoming the shadow of this stag.
Getting up when I should be crushed.
It doesn't hurt much when its all that you had left.
Empty pockets, on empty streets full of so many dreams.
That there's is this melody always playing behind the scenes.
No matter how desperate or dire the situation is.
A hardship is an opportunity in the making.
I can't, I won't give up or in, no matter how much is lost.
There is no measurement that can describe what is going on the inside.
The pyroclastic flow.
Unstoppable is the force.
Moving heavens across mountain tops as I go.
Looking at me you would never know.

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