As I'm approaching the bridge
I take in the view
A few tears drop into the rushing water below.
As the water crashes into the jagged rock
The tears flow faster and harder
Like the rapids down under.
I climb onto the side
And sit for a while
Feet dangling off.
As I stand up
The tears stop and I turn and face the road.
Closing my eyes
I whisper, "I just want to fly".
And I fall.
I eventually hit a stop
As I'm going down.
And I'm carried away on a salty rough wind.
I'm flying.
For it was my final wish.
YOU ARE READING
~My Thoughts~
Non-FictionThis is just somewhere I write things. I start thinking and then I start writing. It might be sad, it might be happy, or it it could be infuriating. A little birdy told me to open up a bit. So I will. To you.
