He watched the moon and cursed it for being there while he felt like screaming out his lungs
He cursed the stars for sparkling so bright while his soul seemed to be fading away
He cursed the land around him for being at peace while his heart was at war
He cursed the people around him for going on with their lives while he stood alone
Looking down into what looked like an endless abyss
The darkness seemed to stretch on forever just like his hatred for the city he had grown up in
It was calling him, beckoning towards that treacherous fall
That fall that would bring him eternal peace and joy
So he jumped and let himself be carried down
To the bottom where shadows seemed to have gathered and soft darkness waited for him to land.
