The ledge. So high. So easy, I can just end it all now. Flying. Down, down, down, the ground was soft. It cradles my body. But not my soul. My soul is floating away from the world of the living. Into the light. I see the light. Welcoming me. I see my friends. My family is the next greeter. I am not alone any longer. I am home once more.
Where has everyone gone. I can't find anyone. No one is here. Everyone is gone. Where has everyone gone. Sucking, pulling, is a vacuum trying to attract my person. I an no longer in control of myself. Away I flew. Where am I going. Where will I land. Where am I now.
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poetry
Poetrya book of random poetry that I have written throughout the last three years of my life...sorry if they are crap but I am no where near professional, but all of these are mine and I would like it to stay that way so please don't copy any of them with...
