Of the highest building,
She sat on the ledge.
Releasing all thought,
So close to the edge.
As she leaned to look,
A man caught her eye.
Below, he was sitting,
Observing the sky.
As if in a daze,
He disrupted her glance.
He saw she was begging,
For just one more chance.
As one last tear fell,
Down the side of her face,
He shook in agony,
And picked up his pace.
One last choice to make,
Wiped away the tear.
She moved toward the edge,
Away went her fear.
Exhausted from stairs,
The man reached the top.
He opened the door,
He witnessed her drop.
Her feet left the roof,
All thoughts flooded in.
She hated herself,
Even hated her skin.
Completely aghast,
The man neared the ledge.
Unbearable thoughts,
So close to the edge.
As she neared the ground,
She regretted her choice.
She wished she had listened,
To her internal voice.
His feet left the roof,
And he began to fall.
He just meant to stop her,
From jumping at all.
She realized her beauty,
Accepted her flaws.
Too little, too late,
An effect to her cause.
Before reaching ground,
He thought of his past.
So much he'd not done,
Inexperience vast.
A child walked right by,
This unfortunate scene.
He now cuts himself,
And he's only thirteen.
A mom, with her kids,
Saw the tragedy too.
Hung herself that night,
The kids, first to view.
The victims' father,
Completely distraught,
His daughter, his life,
Now nothing but a thought.
Many months had passed,
His heath did decline.
Couldn't eat, couldn't sleep,
He lost his lifeline.
Of the highest building,
He sat on the ledge.
Releasing all thought,
So close to the edge.
He called for his daughter,
Thought he'd give one last try.
He longed for her voice,
He got no reply.
His feet left the roof,
And he began to fall.
He wished he could've stopped her,
From jumping at all.
