Standing Alone

I stood on the precipice and shouted

I stood on the precipice and cried

I just wanted someone to listen

and try to understand how I tried,

but I know it is all to no avail

for there is no one out there to hear

everyone has gone about their business

I’m all alone with nobody near,

but since my heart is still slowly beating

and the tears on my cheeks have dried,

I walk away from the cliff-edge thinking

perhaps my spirit has not yet quite died.

 

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