Like Walking on the Edge of a Cliff

Anytime you'll fall. Today I'm feeling very emo. I want to lock myself in a airtight box and throw away the key. Sometimes things happen, and once it starts, it never stops sliding down
                                                                                                         down
                                                                                                               down
                                                                                                                     down
                                                                                                                            down

you can see that

something

is at the end of it

All.

But you can't make out 

what it is. Don't you feel

the fear? Do you want

to know? I have a feeling 

the out come is not 

good. But who knows?

In times like this, there 

has always been hope

that we grasped at the 

very climax.

                                                                                                              

Did I ever tell you that unlike others, my favorite season is Autumn? Did I ever tell you why I prefer it to Winter?