SORROWFUL LEDGE

by liz laycak

Underlying meanings meet Unwanted hopes

My unconcious kisses

The ice cold snow on these windy slopes

I wish not to stutter

When I say to you

That I melt in your hands like butter

But this falsetto is untrue

So I dwell in my dream

On the top of this lonely mountain

If only with all my fears and dissapointments I could come clean,

Then they would spill out of me to you like water from a fountain.

The winds come at a quickening pace.

The harsh cold comes with furious fists

Pounding angrily at my face.

"It is time," Says she, this goddess of the wind.

TIme to make my choice, I believed.

For when the time comes to lose him,

I will never have been so relieved.

So much pressure, so much pain.

So unwanted by me, I cannot explain.

I compose myself with one pledge:

As I throw myself off of this sorrowful ledge.

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