She smiled because she could see the
bottom.
The concrete looked calm from high above,
like a broken wave coating the damp, warm sand.
Crickets sang out through the darkness
but the roaring of the ocean
drowned them out.

It was darker than dark
and quiet enough to breathe.

Perfection.

Her final breath sent her over,
gliding toward the waves
floating on a cloud.

Finally, freedom.
Silence.
Darkness.

As she neared the ground, she reveled in
her weightlessness.
It was joyful, for the first time
since him.
It was riveting, inspiring, unique, unimaginable.

Ending.
It was ending.

The ocean was not giving.
It did not wash her away.
It did not wash away the hurt.

She heard a scream, and footsteps.
Her smile, her joy, her revelation
disappeared.

Why could she still hear the screams?

a luxury, to have time
to check, doubly,
font and image.
to twice the normal extent
or degree.

things happen, we deal,
cards are set, dice thrown.

life moves on.

no time to double check,
change things before

is set in time , in memory.

two times,
in two ways

we multiply.

sbm.

I knew that it was coming
An aura buried inside me
Although I tried resisting
It hit me and gave no pity
All of the crushed dreams
The reason for the spark
The catalyst that drove it
I can't control as it seems
I confront the inner devil
Told him to try to be civil
Though it did not bother
It did whatever it pleased
Turning me into a monster
A servant for the demon
Every of its needs I cater

miles between you and I.
miles separating me from you.

the distance of which keeps me from wrapping my arms around you and keeping you safe.

the number that could never amount to the amount of lonely nights wishing I was so much closer.