Numbers fall off the face of the clock
Seeming to float to the ground
Landing softly in the tall grass
Their feather-like weightlessness making the ground shake
The oceans ripple in response
And the ground caves, falling out from beneath your feet
Leaving you reaching up, grasping at anything to catch you
But nobody's there
Nothing will hold your weight
It's not that your body is too heavy
Your soul is carrying too much
So much so that you plummet down
Falling to the teeth of abysmallistic creatures
Things that swim amongst the dark
Their teeth flashing in the light from the above world
Circling you like sharks do their prey
A heavy soul will feed them for days
Picking and pulling you apart
Piece by piece
Swing and kick all you want
There's no fighting your fate
Not unless you let go
Release the weight burdened on your chest
Allow the things on your mind to rest
Let your defenses fall
It's the only thing that'll save you at this rate
