Crow

As I take the swan dive into the blue cement
I can feel the grip of death around my throat
It speaks unkind words with just a touch of sentiment
It wants this earth to swallow me whole
Giving in to it's slowly spreading darkness
I Can hear an echo of a whisper
Telling me ignorant is always bliss
But what for
Time is the cure for which i must steal
It asks me why my life will never be
Wondering why it is so hard to feel
Why won't it let me be
Then as soon as this question was asked
I regained Control
And everything started to crumble fast
As this world began to swallow me whole
I wake up to the sound of my own screaming
Only to find myself back to this cold reality
The crows circling around my head repeating
This is the definition of true insanity