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Poetic T Nov 2014
I'm running on the playground of life,
There are so many ways
This can go, to what end,
People hop scotching
Numbers
Squares
In-between,
The lines never told you that the squares
Are fate never moving off one
Or landing on Ten, its a game of
Chance, will you jump
Or stay safely on the footing
The square your on now,
Then there they are those
You know you see them playing
With the rope, around it goes
Skip,
Jump,
Fall,
Jumping over life's troubles,
The more you jump the
Faster
It
Goes
You get caught in the troubles,
"Life isn't now skipping along"
It takes your feet from underneath
Now your just hanging
Feet off the ground
Life,
Death,
Regret,
The rope ends the troubles
The noose tightened
And the troubles
Were last moments
Now you are still,
We will play many games
"Running On The Playground Of Life"
Just don't fall, don't get out of your depth,
Life is for living some games are **better left.
Some games in life aren't meant to be played, life is luck don't test it as it never lasts
Ezra Nov 2014
Wind blazing
Cheeks soaring
Lips burning
Free-falling

Mamma mia;
Here we go aga-in

Up there in the clouds
It's always big murky shrouds
'Till I meet your frown

One look; a bell tolls
Two looks; the hourglass falls
And I jump back down

Oh, Mamma Mia;
Here we go aga-in

The drop's great fun and games
'Till you reach five-nine-ty feet
Then you pull the latch and strings
And the canvas swirls its wings

We enlace
A deadly embrace

Boom
Splat
Broken feathers

*Oh, Mamma Mia;
Here we go aga-in

Wind blazing
Cheeks soaring
Lips burning
Free-falling...
Makenzie Marie Nov 2014
I will not jump
Straight off a cliff
Where I've already broken myself to bits.
Weary Traveler Nov 2014
Today I jumped the chasm with my own
Two feet.
Pushoff.
Feet through air.
Eyes wide, traveling beneath my feet to the
Gorge below.
Breathing in the screams of the
Helpless who were grappling with gnarled hands; reaching for my
Ankles to pull, but then
You held me; Your
Breath caught my arms and You
Carried me.
Feet on dirt;
Eyes on You;
I am home.
GC Oct 2014
Looking into the abyss of no return
Pondering upon the thought of jumping or holding on
My heart, oh my weary heart; there's only one thing it yearns
Blinded by the illusion that my brokenness can only be mended by her
And now, waist-deep in my thoughts, should I jump or my agony be prolonged?
Eu Claudio Oct 2014
take your car keys and drive towards the nearest bridge

park the car and walk to the edge
gaze upon the river and take a deep breath
try to let the air flood your lungs
and the view fill your eyes
try to let the afternoon sun warm up your cold skin
try to let all your senses work as one in harmony

walk closer to the edge
to the very brim
until there is no space left between now and then

what would happen if you let go?
what would happen if you gait to the void?

would someone miss you?
would you miss someone?

think of all the things you should have said and done
think of all the 'I love you' you left to be said
all the I'll do it later
when there's no more later to do it

in that moment
when everything feels wrong
take a step further
a step to your fate

picture your world framed by that sun
and keep it like there's no tomorrow to come

remember your family
remember your friends
remember all the people you know and care about

now go back to them
go back and pretend this never happened
put a smile in your face
live one day after another
pretending you never been in that bridge

the air feels different now
the landscape has more color
and the sun shines warmer
the smiles of your friends look more honest

but they don't know what happened there
they can suspect it
maybe see it in your eyes
but they don't know

only you and you yourself
knows what happened in the nearest bridge



it's funny how something that happened only to you
can change the perception you have
about all the other things
they look different
but it wasn't they who changed
it was you who grew
firexscape Oct 2014
Ah, well friend
I wouldn't jump till you got there
Then we'd go together
And soar to better times
-the most well spoken person i ever had the undeniable luck to meet.
Any time is a better time with you, friend.
Elioinai Oct 2014
Two toes grip the sharp rock,
Two eyes stare over its edge,
At the vast stretch beneath me,
Filled with adventures,
Waiting.
The sun is at my back,
But perception changes with time,
The time to jump is now!
May 3, 2012
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