The Walk Ver4
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The Walk
Tired of it all
The bottle empty did fall
On the third floor
I looked out
Skeptical
Of the distance
Fatal or just painful?
I have had enough pain
Looking out, it began
To rain
For my final walk
I took an umbrella
I was that kinda fella
Strolling down the avenues and streets
The bridge called Freedom nearing my weary feet
I walked up and halfway across
Looking at the darkness swirling in my head
The river I am sure would consume me dead
So I jumped
The Bridge part 2
Over to the side, as a car flashed by
Why that was close, close to die
As I stared down the murky river black
I decided not now
I will walk on back
On the avenue called Destiny
A robber jumped out
Your money or your life! He cried
I had left my wallet at home you see
Not thinking an identity would matter much to me
The robber seemed to disbelieve
As the gunshot rang out
I fell on top of my own irony
So I jumped
Walking Back Home part 3
Up
Brushed off my coat
He was a bad aim and was not about
Ran off scared into the city night
Even robbers, are born with fright
I was none the worse for the wear
Couldn’t wait to climb up those three floors of stairs
The sanctuary of my solitary lair
Death was just not in the cards tonight
Rum and the rabbit
Left to fill me with delight
My drunken stupor, I fell asleep in my chair
Until with a jolt, tumbled onto the cold hard floor
With drunken flair
Death was in the air
So I jumped
The Apartment part 4
Back up
Wide awake, how long had I slept?
My clothes were smelly and I had bad breath
Into the shower, alas it’s another depressing day
Suicide, I realized is a very hard game to play
I heard the telephone, must be my psychologist
Making sure I am alive if not at my wildest
Turned off the shower in a rush you see
Slipped
And
Fell
Hit my head on the tiles with a crash as loud as can be
So my body jumped, convulsions
Then fell back on the floor
I am dead as death can be
Just a day late and no more
I jumped no more :(
Copyright © Arthur Vaso | Year Posted 2017
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