and i stood, chest heaving
up
and
down,
in socks and clothes meant
for summer.
and the wind, it roared around me
threatening to topple me
over.
and, i stared down the
cliff, stares at the bottom
and i wondered.
wondered what i’d look like
down there.
pale and cold, ****** and broken.
i wondered if i’d jump and
my mind would stay here,
toes buried in the sand
as my body fell, tumbled and
bounced.
i wondered if i’d see the blood,
watch it pool out around me,
feeling calmer than i ever had
and then,
i stepped back from the cliff edge,
perhaps another day.
Sep 22, 2013
Sep 22, 2013 at 4:18 AM UTC
and i stood, chest heaving
up
and
down,
in socks and clothes meant
for summer.
and the wind, it roared around me
threatening to topple me
over.
and, i stared down the
cliff, stares at the bottom
and i wondered.
wondered what i’d look like
down there.
pale and cold, ****** and broken.
i wondered if i’d jump and
my mind would stay here,
toes buried in the sand
as my body fell, tumbled and
bounced.
i wondered if i’d see the blood,
watch it pool out around me,
feeling calmer than i ever had
and then,
i stepped back from the cliff edge,
perhaps another day.
