Stood at the end of time
could not believe his eyes
nor is feet, that now seamed incoplete
just stood looking over
that what now was becoming a black hole
now seaming so deep
lent back
to blance to keep
seems to draw him in
dive of this spring board of life
into the abiss
that was your life
or stop and think
why am I
on the brink now?

B  r  i  n  K
jumped into a sea that was his own.