I'd worked hard to get there
This place more sentimental then beautiful
This place I had chosen because I'd never be found,
Left a mystery to the world,
That mystery would be the only thing I'd leave behind
So to here I climbed and scrapped,
To see nature at her worst
The great mouth of her cliff
reaching and un-imaginable length in either direction
The bottom, un-seeable as it was,
The most threatening thing I'd witnessed
Why now, had the pain hit me
Through all the dreaming and cutting,
All that lingered was relief and escape
But sitting here in this 'big moment' , with spotlight burning holes in my dignity
I cant fight the attacking reapers of fear
They have finally made their way to me,
But now I must convince myself its to late
And for fill my midnight mission
Gripping the branches a little tighter before release. .
In an instant, or less, I'm hit with more despair and peace
Than a person can control
Now my only goal left is to make this fall through my final seconds
Seem meaningful, and with hope, short.
The gloomy, fading sun rays of an untold summer day are emerging as my eyes close,
I take my finally fill of lungs
And,
Goodbye.
4-1-11
2 comments:
Perhaps you won't fall but fly.
:)
The bottom, unseeable as it was, the most threatening thing I witnessed ... perhaps the most outstanding and beautiful words in this piece that give the reader insight into the intimate emotions of the writer. Well done!
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