Its hard to breathe, its hard to see,
With these tears in my eyes,
I can barely move, I can barely stand,
On this pile of misery and lies.
Bubbles of happiness I see below,
From this pile that stands tall,
I want to be there, not here,
But my heart can’t bear another fall.
Still haunted by the memory of last fall,
That I took to chase my dreams,
Everything was just as it is now,
The same happy bubbles below, through which sunshine gleams.
Alone and Deserted, on this desolate pile,
Amidst this hopelessness I gear a new tone,
A tune, a melody, that whispers hope to my heart,
An encouragement it filled, that melody unknown.
So here I stand, to take a leap to escape,
rather than a leap of faith,
A desperate effort to escape ,
my worries, my life and my fate.
I know not whether I’ll reach that happiness,
those gleaming bubbles of joy I see.
what I know is even if I land on another pile,
I’ll never leave this joy, that melody instilled in me.