The moon is bright
It shines down on them all
Chases away shadows
Melts down the cold
A faint glow in the dark night
A companion for glittering city lights
Thousands of jewels are twinkling up there
Each one glimmering, each one so fair
The misty air tickles their face
They're wrapped up in the cool breeze's embrace
The city is asleep, at the same time awake
A steady hum of cars circling the state
The quiet is calming
Everything is at peace
A beautiful night indeed
So perfect each piece
Overlooking the city, a bridge standing proud and tall
Steel and concrete, metal and all
Connecting the ends of two glorious places
The pride of each one, built despite differences
The river's asleep, as are most of the men
Not a sound to be heard, as if the water's dead
Shining splendidly under the light of the moon
The waves are still and will be 'till noon
The night so calm and cool and serene
Tranquility hugs everyone as they go off and dream
But a lonely soul stands rigid on the bridge
Peace can't penetrate his mind in a ditch
He's hurt, alone, aching inside
Monsters and demons destroying his will to fight
They whisper, they shout, spark a war in his mind
They claw at his heart, making him numb, making him blind
O so many nights have been wasted and spent
Moping and crying as time came and went
Each day his hope fades out more
His soul dies, his heart cries, his sanity broken and sore
He's mastered faking a smile
He's fooled everyone he loves
But it hurts even more now
Harder to hide his breaking heart
His grip is tight, his eyes are wet
Both his mind and his soul are now set
They shout louder and louder
They push him off the edge
It drives him mad enough to jump off the ledge
It all weighs down on him
His heart heavy with grief
The burden is too much
To pull him back on his feet
The night is calling, pulling him near
He just wants it to end, to make his head clear
Takes a deep breath, one more, now two
And then he lets go; like it's the right thing to do
He falls and already he feels so free
Splash! Now he's thankful that he couldn't breathe
He doesn't struggle, he welcomes the cold
The shadows celebrate as they grab his torn soul
But somewhere in his mind a tiny voice spoke
"DON'T!" It was faint, but it was so full of hope
This one word flooded in him; it gave him faith
Maybe he could still somehow fix his state
He tried to fight...
But then it was too late
And so on that beautiful, perfect night
No one would ever know
That a lonely man took his life
Because he too quickly lost his hope
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Ink and Pen ~ A Collection of Poems
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