Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2019
Jump! Her brain says...
...it says, but think does not
of the fall
and the thrill
of ungluing her shoes off the edge of the bridge
for she wants to jump,
not to see the top of people's heads
that'll stare in pity at her pavement-kissing corpse;
not to see her shadow, growing ever larger, ever darker
and ever more, ever more
akin to the likes of her:
not to look at her "Dear Lucy", her only friend,
face to face
one last time
in hopes of a final Goodbye Kiss.
Written by
Eyen F
79
   ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems