it feels like

[[ A love song of sorts. ]]

it feels like  

it feels like flying  

it feels good  

it feels like  

it feels like dying  

it feels good  

  

pushing clouds away  

pushing back the day  

pushing today back into the box and sending it home  

it feels like  

it feels like crawling  

it feels good  

it feels like  

it feels like falling  

it feels good  

it feels like love should feel like love  

it feels like love should feel like love  

it feels like love should feel like love  

it feels like love should feel like love  

it feels like 

it feels like dying  

it feels good  

seance (I'm the flick of a switch)

[[ Fairly obvious. End-of-life medical care and typical family gathering to see the person out. The person is more than ready to go. (Also, this is my living will: snuff me out when things get bad.) ]]

Die in hospital 

Holes in skin

Tubes go out

Tubes go in

That's the balance

Lungs abubble

Every breath

One for life

One for death

That's the balance

Now gather round

and watch me burn down,

my tribe around a fire.

I'm the flick of a switch.

Turn off the light

and look for the spark

from the end of this frayed wire.

I'm the flick of a switch.

Let me go.

I'm the flick of a switch.

Stop the meter. This is the end of my ride.