A Final Step Poem by Vision Ghost

Stood upon this cliff, to be set free
As this flow of my tears, trace me
Down my face, and across my lips
That once tasted you, in blood sips

Cleansing in this rain, of my grief
I loved you, though fate was brief
And the winds, that sing my heart
The agony when it so broke, apart

I can still hear, your whispers now
As the rains find, my aching brow
This shell of me; a shattered soul
So bearing that, of an empty hole

I need no rescue, for what is here
That I face my death, without fear
To touch your face again, so soon
Chasing night, from a silver moon

When I trace, your skin with a kiss
And I knew not again, such bliss
When you felt me so, inside you
Our love that made, life’s lie, true

That when you wept, in my arms
Chasing away, all that so harms
Begged thee, that I want you back
Shattered by your deathly, attack

To have loved you, and lost in fate
Stood here now, with hope too late
For anything else, but death for me
The sea beckons, for this to be free

As the wind whips, my hair again
Like your fingertips, tracing a vein
This agony so abundant, in my tears
So much considered, as in my fears

Though I am warmed, in a place
Left with the choice, of my grace
As I inhale the air, all so turbulent
Chaotic as I was, once so jubilant

Finding a step, as I edge closer
I can almost feel, this enrapture
Feel hands pushing, me slightly
Knowing I am to be taken, gently

As I know your there, beside me
When my final step, is so to sea
Falling away; I know you’re here
To so ensure my soul, doth steer

Falling fast, as I catch this rain
Fleeting beside me, in such gain
The air, doth need not catch me
From this grief, I shall now flee

Now my dying body, finds, a place
Broken, as was once fates disgrace
As of a soul upon, wings of a dove
A dying voice, I am coming my love