Brightness flashes across my vision as lightning lashes through the sky, my ears ache from the mighty boom of the thunder. The smell of ozone excites my nostrils as the shockwave from the nearby strike collides with my body, rocking me back on my heels. My body tingles as the static courses through me, making all of my hair stand on end. My heart begins to race as fear grips at my throat, my movements become erratic and the world around me slows as adrenaline is dumped in tremendous amounts into my bloodstream. My resolve begins to waver, doubt filling my mind as I finally come to grips with the danger of my position. I must force myself to remember why I stand here atop this great behemoth of a sky scraper.
Suddenly fortified with my decision I look again across the vast inner city horizon that surrounds me, a beauty there I have never noticed before, my grief filling every crevice of my soul. My loss of you has driven me to this most deadly of perches; a ledge of steel and concrete outside a topmost window. The cold bites my skin like thousands of tiny daggers as the wind harshly envelopes every inch of me, howling fiercely as it blows. I wear only the light t-shirt and shorts I had on the last time we were together in the bright summer sun. It is autumn now, and the sun has long since sunk below the horizon, and no moonlight seeps through the menacing clouds overhead.The downtown city lights cast an eerie upward neon glow that cast the shadows in an upward slant, but even these everburning bulbs cannot cast their light this high. The night has grown cold and dark, as has my heart at our separation.
Contempt for myself and my cowardice fills my mouth with a sour taste and I wince as the wind tugs violently at my hair. Such pain is a nuance though compared to the riotous devistation you have wraught upon my heart and soul. My heart beat is painful, as it has been decimated by your cruel and inescapable blows. Such deprivation of your arms has left me in ruins and I have thought of only one resolve.
My heart reaches critical speeds as I think of what I am about to do, I take a step forward and my guts begin to churn. Another strike of lightning forces me to leap back but leaves me disoriented and dizzy, my vision blackens and sparks fly throughout my field of view. I stumble, tripping forward; my hands miss the ledge, causing my chest to slam against the sharp curve that leads to a long fall to the streets below. Shocked gasps escape my lips as my ribs inform my brain that they have been broken. I cannot breath, something is filling my lungs, forcing the air out, blood flows from my lips and I know that I am doomed. Sick amusement at the irony of it all causes a smile to play upon my face, the first smile I have had since you left me.
I lay bathing in deep agony as the hours pass by; slowly my vision dims and begins to fade. I am startled by the sudden aroma of you sweet perfume. The uplifting melody of your voice fills my ears and pours over my mind like cool water on the hottest of summer days. My name is all you whisper, but that is all I wish to hear. My passing is near; I have come to terms with this now. I am at peace, content to let my illusion of your voice lull me into that most permanent of slumbers.
As I fade out, my life spark flickering, I imagine your hand upon my skin, the sensation sending shivers through my body. I am satisfied to die with you, even if you are only in my mind. Suddenly I feel myself wrenched from the edge, the unexpectedness of this bringing the world into sharp relief, though everything is suddenly so far away as though seeing it all from deep within myself. Distantly and with a mystifying mixture of horror and delight, the image of your tear stricken face looms suddenly before me and I know I am no longer imagining you.
"Stay with me baby" you cry into my ears, but it is too late, the air no longer can fill my lungs, I fade away. With the last of my swiftly disintegrating energy, I force words through my blood clogged throat "I am always with you"
The world fades to nothingness as I slip into the black.
Suddenly fortified with my decision I look again across the vast inner city horizon that surrounds me, a beauty there I have never noticed before, my grief filling every crevice of my soul. My loss of you has driven me to this most deadly of perches; a ledge of steel and concrete outside a topmost window. The cold bites my skin like thousands of tiny daggers as the wind harshly envelopes every inch of me, howling fiercely as it blows. I wear only the light t-shirt and shorts I had on the last time we were together in the bright summer sun. It is autumn now, and the sun has long since sunk below the horizon, and no moonlight seeps through the menacing clouds overhead.The downtown city lights cast an eerie upward neon glow that cast the shadows in an upward slant, but even these everburning bulbs cannot cast their light this high. The night has grown cold and dark, as has my heart at our separation.
Contempt for myself and my cowardice fills my mouth with a sour taste and I wince as the wind tugs violently at my hair. Such pain is a nuance though compared to the riotous devistation you have wraught upon my heart and soul. My heart beat is painful, as it has been decimated by your cruel and inescapable blows. Such deprivation of your arms has left me in ruins and I have thought of only one resolve.
My heart reaches critical speeds as I think of what I am about to do, I take a step forward and my guts begin to churn. Another strike of lightning forces me to leap back but leaves me disoriented and dizzy, my vision blackens and sparks fly throughout my field of view. I stumble, tripping forward; my hands miss the ledge, causing my chest to slam against the sharp curve that leads to a long fall to the streets below. Shocked gasps escape my lips as my ribs inform my brain that they have been broken. I cannot breath, something is filling my lungs, forcing the air out, blood flows from my lips and I know that I am doomed. Sick amusement at the irony of it all causes a smile to play upon my face, the first smile I have had since you left me.
I lay bathing in deep agony as the hours pass by; slowly my vision dims and begins to fade. I am startled by the sudden aroma of you sweet perfume. The uplifting melody of your voice fills my ears and pours over my mind like cool water on the hottest of summer days. My name is all you whisper, but that is all I wish to hear. My passing is near; I have come to terms with this now. I am at peace, content to let my illusion of your voice lull me into that most permanent of slumbers.
As I fade out, my life spark flickering, I imagine your hand upon my skin, the sensation sending shivers through my body. I am satisfied to die with you, even if you are only in my mind. Suddenly I feel myself wrenched from the edge, the unexpectedness of this bringing the world into sharp relief, though everything is suddenly so far away as though seeing it all from deep within myself. Distantly and with a mystifying mixture of horror and delight, the image of your tear stricken face looms suddenly before me and I know I am no longer imagining you.
"Stay with me baby" you cry into my ears, but it is too late, the air no longer can fill my lungs, I fade away. With the last of my swiftly disintegrating energy, I force words through my blood clogged throat "I am always with you"
The world fades to nothingness as I slip into the black.