mimicking life
death
to the edge of the earth
a little one
growing and growing
slowly as large as the world
come down crashing
the floor's now above
no longer beneath the feet
no one's listening
lose that resolve
skinning the knees
falling
begging for mercy
saying sorry
letting go
then nothing
nothing left to believe
just a mirror image
they know
they won't forget
stop now kid
the list goes on and on
one after the other
denial taking over
till northing's left up holding
then it's time for the fall
and it happens
no one's there for the catching
