I am sitting on the edge of a 26 story building,
with no intention of jumping, I might add,
I look out,
and all I can see,
are court proceedings and paranoia.
I'm far past analyzing my actions,
I figure weighing them out now,
makes no sense,
I have no idea why I open the whole in my face,
Today around noon or so,
it seemed to rain from the ground up.
The other night,
it bothered me to be,
Tonight it's fucking great.
Tomorrow it will be even better,
I can just see the elation escalating,
until the whole scene just peels away,
that you still aren't there!
Ha! I say,
to the fool who thinks,
not at all,
but of you.
I pray to whomever,
[I don't believe anyway],
that they realize before I did,
that you can't,
make sound of silence.