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Lovers Ledge

The wind dries the tears on my face as I stare down into oblivion.
I hear the crashing of the waves.
I feel the cold mist of the ocean a hundred feet below.

But I don't believe it.

They will come into my room and find I am not there.
Search parties will look for a body.
For a shell.
...For Me.
And find nothing.

Pictures will find milk cartons or pages tacked to light poles, or missing persons bulletin boards around the country.

And still, I'll never show.

Pictures are all that remain. Simple paintings of good times gone and the damned rememberance of some 'thing'...some 'time'...long ago; that you can never reclaim.

As I lean into the wind, my mind tells me that the ocean will take me into her arms and I'll be reborn in a world far away from here. As I rock on my heels so close to the edge, my death is the only thing I rely on.

All I could ever believe in.

It's YOU...

...who speaks to me as if you could ever understand.
...who dismisses me as "dramatic" and laughs me away.
...who disregards my heart, and ignores the "play" of my life.

Well then at least do me the justice of watching my final act.

Darling, this is me in my finest hour.

Disregard my heart as I step to the edge.
Dismiss me again as dramatic as I turn to face you one last time.
Speak to me - as if you could EVER UNDERSTAND my feelings.
                                                                              my emotion.
                                                                              my love.
                                                                              my life.

Beg, cry and plead as I smile - jumping to a world that loves me more at a glance then you could ever have done in a lifetime.

In the dreams of me to come, you'll run after me as I fall. Mere miliseconds away; you'll fall to your stomach and reach over the ledge to me.

Ocean mist will frost against your smooth flesh - pale in the moons silverlight; shouting as the seconds become minutes, for me to take your hand.

And I'll calmly reply in a single breath, as the darkness takes me away in its embrace...

..."No."



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  • Starz of Heaven gold member
    October 21, 2008

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    I think that this is really well written and a heartfelt piece thank you for taking the time to enter my contest best wishes


  • redhanded
    October 21, 2008

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    wow.

    this is a fantastic piece. I mean im not even sure where to start first. It is so poetic in form yet it had me on the edge of my seat very very nice write and best of luck to you in the future and in the contest.
    andi
    (redhanded)