I see.
I see the water beneath me, the waves gently crashing into each other. I look up at the sky and wonder what heaven must look like.
I hear.
I hear the cars rush past me crossing the bridge. Everyone is so consumed with them-
selves that no one notices me standing up there.
I watch.
I watch as my hand releases its grip on the cable next to me. My feet seem to move by themselves as they take a step closer to the edge of the hand rail.
I feel. I feel the wind blow past me as I jump. I feel the coldness of the dark waves as they engulf me.
I see.
I see the sky disappear as I sink farther into the darkness.
I hear.
I hear sweet silence.
I want.
I want to feel this sense of peace all around me.
I feel.
I feel the sorrow leave me as I shut my eyes and accept the darkness.
By: Alice Merkel
"The place where optimism most flourishes is the insane asylum." :Unknown Author
3 comments:
Nice stuff I need to put more stuff ok my blog I just made it as you can tell LOL!!!! Um to to rickstar.Tumblr.com it's another one of my websites LOL it's cool you should make one it's like a blog but different!!!! LOL later
this is such a good poem Merknasty
it is really good and you made this your self you need to write music with us!!! lol
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