I Jumped

I am the ghost of my past life. I feel hollow, empty, incomplete, No one can hear me speak. I jumped From a rooftop in budding May, A beautiful time of year. I jumped, Then I changed my mind. Nothing hurts as much As seeing the lives I could have been a part of Playing out before my eyes. I jumped From a glass tower Shimmering in the summer’s sun. I jumped And then I changed my mind. I wish I was still alive