Pale for Life

 

I stand atop the cliff, and looking over, afraid of falling, wanting this fall to end it all.

I look at this picture and think of the woman living the dream.

I forget the view, the time I’m having, and all my company.

She has everything she could possibly want- hasn’t she?

And I’ve only left the Sunshine for shade.

Perhaps her life was the life I wanted.

What was this life that I wanted?

Did I find it?

No.

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