Happier Place

Standing alone On that cliff top In the pouring rain Alone with my thoughts Watching the sea Jump up at me Its waving hands Seeming to grasp for me I walk and lean over the edge Only for the hands to grow longer Yearning Calling for me And as I step away A mournful howl And cries of how much better it would be If I were dead No cares no worries No friends no pain Everyone peaceful Resting alone And I stop and turn Run fast towards the edge and the mournful calls Turn into gleeful yells Encouraging me To fly Spread out my wings and fly Insurances of you can do it And I do it I fly away Away forever and the dark swallows me The grasping hands now hold me down I can see the light The day and the sun shines Now that I’m gone it shines Brighter that any other day And I smile in myself No longer struggling Being cradled in the arms of the sea Held under and carried away Knowing I’ve left home A happier place. Note: I wrote this a very long time ago now...