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Again

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I found myself

In the same situation I was in,
So many years ago
Feet over the edge, ocean below

Before you die, you notice things you normally wouldn't

The warmth of the sun
The melody of the wind
The rushing water, churning about
The gaping mouth of the ocean
Ready to swallow me whole

I stared into the abyss

It stared back


I fell.
Thoughts about suicide.
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spielmitmir26's avatar
yeah it really brings you down to earth, to explore your physical realm, when you're contemplating suicide. So often we live in the world of maybes and what ifs, our lives are all potentials and questions and its a lot less tangible than figurative. When I get sick of living figuratively, I just sit and take a breath and wait for the world to come back. Life and death, thats all we have and all we feel. When the chatter dies down its small comfort to still feel the heart beat and the wind blow. Its comfort enough for me, though. I think in some ways pain is the only way we know we exist at all.