Darren Mallett Poet Iambic Pentameter

Suicide

Here I stand, upon a lonely cliff; 
Outcropped above glittering white-wash waves. 
The swash of the sea and the vivid smell 
Challenges my deepest inner demons.

Here I stand- at the end of the world; 
A single step between myself and peace, 
A surge of sweat, a splash of deep water, 
And no need to run from sadness no more.

Is it truly selfish to fall to peace?
To leap from pain and a constant heartache, 
Into vast waters of tranquility?
Are you not selfish to keep me here? 

I stand here upon this lonesome rock, 
And I gaze at the empty horizon; 
My life unfolds as I step to the edge,
And in a split and empty second; peace.

Though I did not leap, fly, nor fall forward.
For if you could feel as I can feel now;
See life as clear and smell as I can smell; 
You would find purpose in those white-wash waves.

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