A new start.

The coffin lies before me,
Final destination is in sight.
Pigeons carry letters.
Fail to capture freedom, though I tried.

Deep in the dark water,
At the end of the bottomless pit they call.
I think of what used to be,
As I make my fall.

Colours in the depth,
Hope in what never was,
Arms around the lonely heart,
A chance, to making a new start.