Sat on the Curb
Sat on the curb
On the edge of this stupid world
Legs dangling into a sparkling void
I think,
If I could jump into it
I would
Why not?
I would be crushed in its embrace
Choked to ecstasy
A final rush before the everlasting peace
If I got intoxicated tonight
Would I get to be a different person tomorrow?
Maybe for a moment
For a moment you’ll feel the rush of a different life
Of being someone you’ll never get to be
You know it’ll fade,
You don’t need me to tell you that.