Poet of the River
Under The Snow (Sad) - Poem by Poet of the River
On top of the roof
The air is so cold and so calm
Standing at the edge alone
a single note in your palm,
The eyes of the city
Are counting the tears falling down
Each one a promise
Of a life you never found
You open your eyes
But you can't remember what for
The snow falls quietly
but you can't feel it anymore
Somewhere out there
You lost yourself in your pain
Forgot your morels,
and forgot your name
someone screams into the night for you
Don't make it happen,
don't make it true,
These lights will not guide you through
they are deceiving you!
But you would not hear what they have to say,
You made your choice,
To make it all go away.
Your arms at your sides begin to raise,
as time seems to slow.
you raise your head and lift your gaze,
and the wind begins to blow.
the snow and ice freezing each tear,
as you place your feet at the edge.
You let go of your note and exhale your fear,
as you let yourself fall off the ledge.
The wind whipping around you like a whipping slice,
as you hurl towards the street below.
hitting the ground covered in ice,
as you are buried six feet under the snow.
a single tear frozen in the snow chill,
as all of the world stands painfully still.
and the soul now lost,
fell through the air but at what a cost?
for all with sorrow now will fill.
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