This feeling is getting obsessive
as the heights are no longer impressive
what started as an occasional session,
turned into full blown obsession
it was a gradual progression
in tandem with the elevation
I could feel less and less tension
but a feeling of elationBut I slowly started to lose that
as I found no more new ground
no heights to look down from
and no where to get my high from
(A/N: Double entendre 🙂)
I had been to all the rooftops
and no one gave me comfort
so I sought out something higher
that'd give me goosebumpsI never considered jumping,
it's only the high I need
but looking down from the tallest building,
I could tell it won't satisfy me
should I consider skydiving
would it give the same feeling
I need the rush of adrenaline
that comes when I look down from high peaks.I think I'd consider trying
vertigo now eludes me
the feeling of flying
may give me what I'm seekingso onto my next mission
on a plane to seek closure
I jump into my freedom
this obsession I may never give up
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Dark Poems Of A Sad Mind
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