The fragility of life is often easy to forget.
A lot of people constantly refuse to see life that way.
Or at least until their final day.
Where they may find themselves being struck by the thought:I'm not ready to leave, not now, not yet.

Everyday each one of us will face battles that need to be fought.
The value of ones' life is a lesson that should always be taught.

People seem to think that I am attached to a bungee jumping cord.
And for those of you who wish to, you can put this on record.

They say: "She's strong, she'll bounce back."
But I would disagree.
My 'cord' must be losing its elasticity.
I've lost all of my momentum. The rope has gone completely slack.

So, here I dangle.
Life doesn't look great from this angle.

Words are my sword.
Out my heart will be poured.
With your thoughts and/or comments my poetic skill will be scored.

So go ahead and read my pieces, if that is your intent.
But be warned, even I never really know what my brain will invent.

You know that a song is good when you remember it after all these years. 
When those notes hit your ears.
And they still bring you to tears.

The tune seeps into every single pore.
Once again triggering a memory, opening a door.
Moving you to your very core.
The words still hold their original message and yet somehow..
Now...
They mean so much more.

Deeply, I tremble.
Courage, I must try to assemble.

Limbs shake.
My stomach does so quake.
Calming breaths, I attempt to take.

I scold myself, thinking: Come on girl, get a ******* grip!
Feeling yet another crack of the whip…..
Hold it in! I beg to myself, biting my lip.
But from my eye one tear manages to slip.

Block out all of the light.
Holding on so tight.
I try to **** every instinct especially the one calling for me to fight.  

THWACK!
A gut-wrenching scream I cannot hold back…
The edges of my vison are now framed in black…

Not long now, I’ll be away from this
My last thought as I slowly sink into the abyss.

He asks me: "Hey kid, you alright?"
But I don't reply, wishing to be hypnotised by the firelight.

I crave the heat.
Nothing can ever compete.
He moves over to me and takes the empty seat.

"Shouldn't you be tucked up in bed? It's late."
The answer I do not need to contemplate.
"No."
My voice is firm, irritated and low.
"It can be dangerous out here at night y'know?"

"No ****." I spit.
I turn away slightly, running a hand through my hair.
"What's that you got there?"
He questions, probably referring to the scar on my wrist.
"Why do you care?" I retort, steadily getting more and more ******.

"Okay..So I'm guessing that you're not the sharing type?"
"Nah, I don't believe the hype."
He laughs and grins at me.
"Where is she?"
"What? Who?"
"The other one that always runs with you."

"She's de-...She's not here." I say thickly, trying to focus solely on the flame.
"Oh, I'm sorry dear. That's such a shame...Went by  Zoe, am I right?"
I am lost for words. How the **** does this man know my sisters' name?!
"Normally, I could see you two passing by, almost every night."
"Ha!" I scoff. "Stalker."
"Oh, okay I get ya. So that would make you 'The Midnight Walker'?"

I try-and fail-to hide my growing smile. "Well, who knew my newly acquired creep could be funny."
"Oh I'll have you know I'm just full of jokes honey."

I rise to my feet.
And that is when, for the first time, our eyes fully meet.
That's when he says: "I'll pray for you...and her."
My words stick a little: "Th-thank you sir."

I take three steps. "Kid? We're all safe in the hands of God..."
All I can do is nod.

She.
Told.
One.
Person.
_________

They promised to keep their lips sealed.
Somehow her secret was still revealed.
________

The hallway divides.
People starring, lining both sides.
*No! No! No!*
She needs to move, to disappear, to leave, she's screaming to herself: *Go! Go! Go!*
________

***** ****, **** ****, ****....They know! They know! They know!*
She's crying now, her tears are set to full flow.
_________

'You're only as sick as the secrets you keep.' Yeah, that rings a bell.
You're only as sick as the secrets you tell.
Now that one applies as well.