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The Day I Rose


She stood on the railing of 

Black Bridge 

And maybe you couldn't hear it, 

the sound of her heart; 

But the beating was rapid.  

And the rapids below the bridge 

Engulfed her hearing 

 

She refused to look down, 

Not because she was afraid 

But 

Because she didn't want to see, 

She didn't want to see the water 

And rocks that could potentially 

End her life,  

But she couldn't place the burden of a life 

On their hands 

 

As this was her own decision, 

To get away, 

Though not from the word she once 

Thought she possessed, but from the 

Pain 

That possessed her.  

 

She closed her eyes, 

Inhaled the thin oxygen 

Spread her arms out wide 

Leaned and  

Let gravity overtook 

 

She opens her eyes,  

Looking amongst the room  

Full of students  

Ready to radiate hope to those 

Who had lost it 

Like her. 

 

She smiles, pleased  

That she arose from the water. 

 

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