A Jaded Angel's Plunge |
| by Shauna Keimig |
| I hang off the edge of my cliff of morals. As I dangle my feet, brushing the air with my toes, I know it was wrong to go this far. But here I am, nonetheless, about ready to plunge. I never thought this would happen to me, and I know it has as I throw my arms open, falling. When I hit bottom it hurts so much it almost feels good. The pain sets in and I go numb. I cry out silently for a rope, no one hears my screams it seems. I climb back up and there You are. You told me not to jump, I did it anyways. I’m bruised and hurt, tears have washed the dirt from my face. I try and I try to hand myself over to You, but I’m so scared. |