Up Above

 

On this cliff I stand alone

I made it through this sieve, so much I`ve grown

Admiring the world out there

How I wish that life sometimes were fair

There`ve been so many days of void

When I was there for you only to exploit

Days empty and deprived of colour

My life is hollow, gone is all my valour 

Short-lived were my times of glory

What they chose to do was then ignore me 

When I was drowning in much greater depth

Unable to take one single breath

Staring at me they were above me

They were so caring, so lovely

It felt my life was taken then

If I would do it once again

My efforts would be futile, all in vain

Anyways I'd feel my old disdain

And hate, and hurt, and shame

Content? - That no longer I could feign 

Ingrained into my bones, my being

A part of me that would decide what I’d be seeing

It would discolour me and them

It’d make me dizzy and insane

Inevitably all my blood, my fluids it would drain

Bring about my old, well-known desired pain

I would end up dry as prune

I will perish devoured by my wounds

I was in pieces, incorrectly put together

Before that I was scattered by the stormy weather 

Forever some of them are gone

I did my best, but I’m still torn

And yes, I stand here watching on the cliff

I made it all that way through the worst sieve

I am invisible, transparent and so thin

There's nothing that would harm me now - I win!

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