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Light in bright rays from high in the sky, telling of dawns arrival.
Time was running out she h ad to decide , scared she wanted to hide.
Thoughts of what lay ahead, not denying she still loved him
Then why, why did she feel like her life was in ruins.
Not having a purpose, not belonging anywhere,
Not certain where she should turn, Dark thoughts there they are again
Where do they come from? Who lets them in , "I'm sure I don't" she ponders
Perhaps, if she went back to him, no he woundn't change, Would he?
Would things appear better now, could he change? Would he even try? she
again starting talking to herself . Everything seems the same right now, nothing
Was this her fault How was she to blame? She didn't even know why she
felt like this, or if she really cared what he thought anymore.
Still those dark thoughts, what did they really have to do with all of this?
She may as well give up now. Why stop now, she had come this far.
The rocks below gave way to an angry , howling wind swept ocean , swirling
and whirling reaching up to her at each thrust. It seemed to reach out with its
swirling arms to try and engulf her, drag her down, into the depths its big wide
mouth seemed to open up more and more as if ready for its dinner.
Large rocks below frightend her so much that she almost fell with each
gust of wind, almost daring her to jump. No, no, it was not the right time," I will decide not you", she calls back at the shrieking, squalls of the never ending
sounds of a wind so fierce it could just pick you up with one scoop, then nothing but blackness .
Gulls swarmed around her, maybe they thought she had bread in her hamper, no it wasn't bread, it was the books that she had forgotten to return to the library.
Her emotions running very high now, she wants to run away, he would never
But then, if she jumped now it would all be over, it could be so simple, so fast.
One jump, Oh , my goodness she thought to herself "What if I hit the rocks first
before the water" death could be slow and painful". She hated pain with a vengeance She is saddened by his betrayal, she had told herself that she could not go on without him, she would end it now. Gone for good , no pulse, now no heartbeat, bubbles appear at the top, the only thing to show that she actually did "do it"
gone, No more life at all.