Empty Bottle

standing in the dark of night
edging toward the cliff to fall
i want to fall but i don't want to die
choice is the cost of thought
closets of my mind are full
lying on the floor i pray and cry

nights of reflection lead to decision
do not bottle the emotion

giving to the future its possible destination
off the floor i stand beside my life
wanting to discover life's imagination
reaching out to capture what's in sight

nights of decision lead to projection
do not bottle the emotion

give in to the conversation
give in to the fight
open hearts will understand
and saturate the night

nights of discussion lead to saturation
do not bottle the emotion