The Walk to the End
I walk
From here to there is
A million waves
Tiny voices from the sea
Below my feet there is
Sturdy wood as protection
From the calls of the ocean
I walk
Around me is
Blue sky
Enveloping me from the rest of the world
I walk
A sharp cry in my head
It is buried
Along with everything else
Deeper, deeper,
It is not there
Gone
I walk
I don't notice the beauty
What I am leaving behind
I don't see the crystal water
That never ceases
To kiss the shoreline
I walk
My feet continue forward
Without command
Another step
Closer
Closer
To the end
I walk
Higher from the ground
Gravity pulls me down
I must succumb
I walk
Ignorance
for everyone I know
They do not exist
They do not care
I walk
Heavier feet, downtrodden
I cannot see in front of me anymore
All I can hear is my heartbeat
Faster
Like the tick of a clock
I walk
The one consistant movement
Timed with the distant
Sound of a drumming
The clock
Again
Again
I walk
Closer now
I walk
The ocean is miles below me
The waves are calmer
The sky is bluer
The light is so bright
One step after the other
I walk
I reach the end of the dock
Or is it the beginning?
And I bend my knees
Letting the force of gravity take over
It is the cause of it all, really
And I jump
And that is the end.
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