Brink

For all the times I was slipping away
for that was the very first time I looked up and saw,
a rainbow appear on a stormy day.
For the many times I've hit the ground
It wasn't until now that the earthquakes finally settled down.
For as many times to me it seems
that nothing more could bother me
But knowing this hoax that I live is like a chill down the spine freezing every cell in my body
It's like I'm living on the verge of insanity,
breathing in fire, treading on thin ice...
Living a wonderful dream, but waking up in a nightmare