Treasure Island

Unintelligible Susurration


Red Pen


I stand before
These deadly waves
Looking down below

Standing on the bridge
Thinking that I should jump

I almost do...

But then...

I think of the pen.

That red pen
With which
You wrote songs and stories
About me...for me,
Once upon a time

I retreat
From my soon-to-be grave,
Wondering why
You had to come
Into my life

Submitted: Monday, April 29, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, April 30, 2013

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This poem describes a person who is about jump. They almost do until a memory crosses their mind at the last minute. If it had not been for that person they would be lolling in the waves.

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