Sunday, March 28, 2010


Stepping on to the plank
With thoughts all but blank
Tears flooding your eyes
You can hear the angels cry

You watch your steps as they shorten.
You visual your breath against the air as you can see the fog against the sea
The waves crashing at your side
You’re at the edge and you don't know what to do.

Your body shaking, your time is running scarce.
One last breath.
One last thought.
Your scream breaks the silence.

The Sea rests in peace as the Angels scream in fright.
Dawn breaks through the night.
A new day that will break the struggles and fights.

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