A hitch and a bump and slowly we move
(reaching for the blade on the floor)
Click-clack, click-clack, a scraping of sound
(running the edge over my skin)
Emotions, exhilaration, flying
(gonna get high off my pain)
Tilting up to face the sky
(laying on my bed staring up at...nothing)
Wind rushing through my hair
(sweat on my body, mouth...dry)
Slowing down as the first drop comes
(tik-tok, tik-tok, blade poised, seconds pass)
The drop of my stomach signals the fall
(metal flashes a gash in my wrist)
Can’t breathe as we plummet to earth
(red runs down my fingers, drip...drip...)
Down we went, up we go
(l laugh as I close my eyes...peace)
Reaching the top again
(Blade ready, another tree will join the forest)
Down
(cut)
Up
(smile)
Losing track of the ups and downs, the twists and turns
(looking down at a crimson mess)
Slowing down, nearing the end
(emotions flooding, tears falling)
Click-clack, click-clack, a scraping of sound
(blade drops, blood drips, both hitting the floor)
We stop
(I fall)
Breathe
(breathe)
Breathe