Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2015
Standing atop a cliff,
Looking out to the sea.
The wind blows strong,
And churns the waters.

As the sun sets,
I look down,
At the waters,
That have carried me.

Then I begin to wonder,
What would happen,
If I dived in,
And let the waters,
Take me forever.
Ben McDermott
Written by
Ben McDermott  Kansas City
(Kansas City)   
188
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems