No Leaps Just Lean – Complex Skepsis
No Leaps Just Lean – Complex Skepsis
On the edge of her feelings, as well as a building…
Sick of the world, her soul its been killing…
Beautiful bare feet on brittle concrete…
A white dress and her favorite fragrance moves through the breeze…
She sees the city lights below and across while she ponders her life…
So somber she cries, only wanting to die…
Like a ghost I approach……careful and slow…
Attempting to ease her woes…I begin in soft tones…
[“Why is one such as yourself thinking this is your way out of hell?”]
[“Permanent solutions to temporary problems leave you with only one option…”]
[“Moments before impact your mind may change…
but anything to grip will be out of your range…”]
She raises her head with outstretched arms…
{“I just cant continue with this broken heart…”}
The wind catches her tears from both sides of her face…
Diagonal under ears I catch a glimmer of her grace…
She begins to say,
{“I’ve been left to this journey alone and I grow too lonely…
I feel that no one here will truly ever know me”}
I tell her
[“Take my hand and step away,
your too young to die you need to find your place and try to get on with life.”]
A sorrowful smile dimly lights up her face…
{“All hope of tomorrow dies with me today…”}
She says she grows tired of the world and its ways…
She only wants peace and escape from the cabaret…
{“This song and dance has long been played but now the tune shall slowly fade…”}
{“Tonight will be my last, no need to continue,
I know you feel just how I feel I see it deep within you…”}
She’s right, I too hate my life and dealing with its issues…
Much to her surprise I climb the edge to stand beside…
I take her hand and tell her, “With you I’ll take the flight…”
I hang my head for a moment while she’s still looking up…
I take a deep breath filling the capacity of my lungs…
{“You dont have to do this…”}
[“You don’t either.”]
Both our hardened hearts heavy, she turns to ask me…
{“You ready for this deed?”}
[“As I’ll ever be…”]
{[ No leaps just lean ]}
As we fall I pull her into me…
Finally showing her the love that she only knew in dreams
Forty stories swiftly pass…
Each others arms are all we grasp…
Awaiting our date with final impact…
But this through too soon our joy shall pass…
Complex Skepsis 