Probably would have jumped
Lonesome, sustenance impaired,
Whispers echoed, undeclared,
Overlooked and unprepared,
Caught off guard, I thought you cared.
Regarded gone, inanimate,
Self destruct, abandonment,
My ego, my antagonist.
Recreant, my feet retreat,
Unable to admit defeat,
Tenebrous, distant concrete,
Starlight shows abyssal streets.
Breezes flurry overhead,
Strands are stirring 'round my head,
My minds museful heed misread,
Wet streams down cheeks of words unsaid.
Legs fixed in place eternally,
Sunrise peaks beauty fervently,
Night's thoughts now an absurdity,
Abstain death's fall, uncertainty.
Copyright © Kylie Routley | Year Posted 2014