Jumping out of mind
Into the clear blue sky
Headed straight back down to earth
And passing through to the underworld
Is this death?
Or is this life?
Its hard to tell
When there is no time
Critics cackle from their blackened towers
I can’t see them but I hear the cowards
Fires burst forth from my face
A deep howling wind rushes through my ears
It doesn’t matter anymore
I’m no longer here
I’m living in the other world
Copyright © 2007 by Adam Stuart
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