Falling through the bitter air,
so pure,
so unfair,
nothing to clutch onto,
freefalling,
I see the ground getting closer,
I can't do anything to stop my fate,
I'm gliding through the wind,
Nobody can catch me,
I'm inches from the cement,
my mind is vacant,
no thoughts occupy my mind,
apart from the fact that I'm going to die,
My scull crashes into the hard ground,
the coldness of the wind smashes onto my helpless body,
I want to tell my mum I'm sorry,
I didn't believe it'd end like this,
I couldn't give my boyfriend one last kiss,
why was I such a coward,
why couldn't i face up?
I wish I could turn back time,
I've been so selfish,
why did I jump off that bridge?
Emily, sometimes we do desperate things in a moment of panic, never thinking how it will effect others until it is too late. Beautifully words poem that kept me rivited until the last line. Top Marks from me young lady. Thanks for sharing this lovely piece. David
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Emily, This is such a difficult piece of subject matter but oyou seem to have overcome such hurdles with such maturity and grace. A beautiful poem and tribute perhaps? Very talented lady! Neil.