I watch, as the stars in the sky, slowly,

Wink to life, twinkling in the dark, dark -

The wind blows; it sweeps me up in its embrace,

Such a cold cold touch. 

 

The taste in my mouth resembled chocolates; once sweet, twice bitter.

I watch, as below the bustling city awakes, 

Lights, neon colours, sprang to life, 

Yet, artificial in nature, as artificial as human hands made. 

 

The shouts carried up by the moody wind, I could hear them, 

My ears are sharp, yet the face of death comes near. 

I lay down; it's cold yet beckoning,

As I watch the beautiful stars, unseen by anyone,

But me. 

 

The noises are in crescendo; I frowned, and watched 

The people below waving their hands, trying 

To lure me back into their presence;

I despise being amongst foolish, foolish humans. 

 

As the stars continue to twinkle, the wind continued to blow, I watched

As the cars below halted to a crash;

Sirens ran, people cried; just an everyday life of mine.

The injured lifted to hospitals, watching fearfully as they pray

Yet, they live. 

 

'Stop being selfish,' they say.

'Think of your parents and friends,' they say. 

Rest reassured, for I have, yet you never know.

You only care, about who benefits from my fall to doom.

 

The waters flowing through the city temporarily blocked the noise;

I concentrated, as I have never done so before.

The once Sanctuary has now became a prison;

I can neither proceed, nor leave.

 

The shouts had finally subsided; I relax,

Yet felt a sense of dread ran across me as I see

A man whom they pushed, to go up, 

And up, 

To where I reside. 

 

'It's now or never' said the voice.

I struggled, yet the wind brought the decision down on me

If I fall, the angels would carry me up

If I fall, I would surely see the stars. 

 

Slowly I walked, to the edge of my doom,

The yells of the men below growing louder

Silence is what I wished, yet silence is what I could not be given.

I took a deep breath, and stared at the ground

 

A bone-shattering fall of fifty feet; 

It is easy; they say

Just step off and it'll be done, they say. 

And yet, I hesitate.

 

The door bursted open; the man surges forward

It was now or never, the voice urged

With one leap, I jumped;

Towards the chilly embrace of the wind.

 

I jumped; 

To the arms of the angels and the gates of hell,

I jumped;

To the twinkling stars in where the dark sky dwells.