All aboard, all attend.
Each with a ticket,
A line with no end.
The back of the plane;
A wide opened door
But the plane is in flight
Landing at four.
I sit in the seat, row 6 or 7
I can't remember.
I think about heaven
Why is nobody shutting it?
The opened plane door.
Feeling the cool air,
I now step on the floor.
I thought I'd be scared
But my feelings went away
Thinking about if I dared
To end on this day.
I creep up slowly to this open door
Doubt in my mind, butterflies in my core.
I think about nothing
There seems to be no loss
All I fear is the pain I may come across
But this high in the air, is it really that bad?
I would feel like I'm flying and then end with a *SPLAD*
Hoping I would be free, I spread my wings and fly
Left foot first I am ready to try.
I tip off the ledge, exit the door
Now I am a flight, I may think once more.
I don't think about pain as I touch the ground
I know I am done, what hurts is the sound
My ear drums pop, I can't hear a thing
But I know soon enough I will feel nothing.
Out of the clouds, I view the ground.
I hope when I land I don't make a sound
I hope when it's over I am never found
Eternity left alone, nobody shall frown.
At tree level, it all happened so fast.
I had no time to think of my past,
It feels crazy that this second is my last
I take a deep breath, I land on the grass.
Gone, I am gone.
Over, it's done.
Lifeless; my body.
Eaten away by the sun.
And the crawling bugs,
Vultures too.
In another dimension...
I will one day see you.
