Cliff Diving

Truly darling, there is no going back, only moving forward.

So let me

propel myself off of this cliff.

Let me

dive into perpetual darkness

and I shall swim towards the hazy abyss.

What’s the matter, baby? You don’t like me like this?

You don’t like when I tell you how it really is?

How I feel is what terrifies you, doesn’t it?

I make a comfortable home out of this darkness.

And all of those monsters

that sleep soundly under your bed,

that wreak havoc in my head,

they fuck with me the most.

I’d say

we are rather close.

Tell me

what am I supposed to do?

Hide the wicked truth?

Baby, you wouldn’t last a minute in my shoes.

This is the path that I choose.

It’s a give and a take

and I’m rather fond of the two.

The darkness; the light,

the way they seduce themselves into the night,

under the brightness of the moon.

You call it doom and gloom.

I call it

a midnight flower’s bloom.

A neverending room

of transcendence.

Truly, darling, there is no turning back, only falling forward.

There are many more doors to open.

So let me

propel myself off of this cliff.

Let me dive

into perpetual darkness.

I find much comfort in the hazy abyss.