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Make Believe

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I woke up with a tumultuous headache,
As I have for many nights now.
I got off the bed and felt the earth shake,
As a hole ripped up the ground.

I ran outside looking for my family,
To render what help I could.
With hope that I'd find them asleep happily,
And then call to be rescued.

A helicopter came and waited outside,
We only had to jump and hold on to dear life.
Safe in the warmth embrace of the sky,
We would escape and in the calm air fly.

They all fell. All except me
I held on to the copter now in safety.
I looked down and saw their bodies,
Mangled in a pile of debris

I love playing make believe,
It gives me so much life.
Vigour and energy,
I wallow in delight.

I pushed them down the stairwell,
But not in terms so plain.
From heaven's gate they fell,
Into hell's deepest drains.
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