There is hope make the call
A single sign reads
The cold metal touches my soul through the soles of my shoes
The breeze freezes my very breaths
How can one sign convince me of hope,
When thousands in my life speak otherwise?
One step. One step for nature to finish the tragedy it started.
One step and the fall would not **** me
The abrupt stop would. But while I would fall,
I would be invincible, unstoppable
I would be flying.
And then it would end.
My life.
More than a thousand dreams hopes views
Extinguished
Lost in the sea of faces which would claim my memory
As I stand on the rim
The desire to jump strengthens.
My power to resist grows.
Sigh.
Not today.
For today, I make the call.
A single path awaits me now,
Now that I discarded another.
I'll carry on, the prodigal son,
And just hope that there will be peace when I'm finally done.
So. I'll make the call.