Breeze
Down, down you let me fall
Arms spread wide and smile sprawled,
A contented look upon your face
As I abruptly lose my grace
Others had the chance to save
But effort was something never paid
So then I spiraled limbs extended
To face my fears undefended
Ground I hit, pain then spread
Recovering feeling in my head
My heart beat slowly, no one near
Yet my eyes could not shed a single tear
While you turn and leave the ledge
After pushing me off the jagged edge
To live your life with goals now free
And spend sweet time with my old company
The breeze blows gently through my hair,
And lifts the boulders of despair
“Get up,” it urges, with sudden plea,
“You need nothing now, for you are free!”
Free? I wonder, how is this truth?
When I have lost the comforts of my youth!
But I question no longer and raise full height
Deciding to shed this futile spite!
Laughter erupts from my chest
As I finally lay these plagues to rest
For now I wander wherever I please
Eternally grateful for that breeze.
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