I stand on the rooftop,
alone.
My heart beats
and my knuckles turn
white.
Father yelled the words
of disapproval.
Mother breathed a breath of
regret.
That's all I am
to them.
The only child,
the only nuisance.
My head races
as I slowly walk towards
the edge.
The lights of New York City
taunt me.
They release heat
and joy
and laughter.
They lead my eyes
to Broadway.
They take my pain to
Central Park.
They rip me
apart.
I reminisce on my memories
of home.
Times Square holds my
New Years.
The Metropolitan Museum holds my
Saturday's.
Lucid Cafe holds my
heart.
New York City is my home.
Soon, I'll watch over it
from a far.
Goodbye,
my city lights.
I will not forget the
love that led me here
on the nights when
I felt hopeless.
I swing my legs over
the edge.
I never knew how
easy it was to end it all.
New York City,
I owe my life to
you.
New York City,
You treated me
well.
I'm sad to say
goodbye,
but I am done
being a nuisance.
I am done being used
just so that guys can
get a good show.
I am done with the cruelty
of my parents.
I'm done,
New York.
Thank you for your
love.
YOU ARE READING
City Lights
Teen Fiction19 year old Gabriel finds 16 year old Maria on the top of the hotel roof. They haven't met before until that moment. They both have different reasons for being up there.
