Cliff

by ColourthyCrimson   May 20, 2008


He sits,
looking down this peek
He thinks,
as tears stroll down his cheek
He wishes,
thing weren't this way
He cries,
to keep the demons at bay
He hopes,
this will end all the pain
He stands,
up against the rain
He steps,
each breath deep and true
He stops,
realizing what he must do
He jumps,
with no rope attached
He falls,
with the world to his back......

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