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A Poem by Diana Lynn

My eyes are looking down to the beautiful sight of the asphalt below.

I wonder if it’s as soft as it looks - I guess in a minute I’ll know.

My mind is racing, filled with many different thoughts.

The blood is rushing, now I see only dots.

I’m getting dizzy, but I won’t back down.

I’m the center of attention, here comes the whole town.

I move closer to the edge, ready to fall.

I’m so high up, I feel so tall.

My family’s shrieks continue to pierce my ear.

Messing me up, that’s all I hear.

I wait until the police are there.

I know that they are trying to prepare.

They set up a blanket, so I won’t die.

I guess they don’t know, there’s lots of ways to say bye.

When they are sure of themselves, I begin to run.

I run the other way, leaving them all stunned.

While they’re over there, I give a quick smile.

I jump off the ledge, and I fall for a while.

I have no regrets, and as soon as I get near,

I wake up with fright, and a single tear.

© 2013 Diana Lynn


Author's Note

Diana Lynn
Will work on this more, so ignore grammar issues. Feel free to suggest titles.

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Added on November 2, 2013
Last Updated on November 2, 2013
Tags: suicide, depression, nightmare