Into The Deep
Where more than the thoughts count
Things I never say
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I take off my sweatshirt
My socks and my shoes
That have covered the hurt
I’ve got nothing to lose
I keep my head down
So that no one can see
My smile hides the frown
That has devoured me
I lift my legs over
And sit, still, on the ledge
Leave a note that will cover
Things that I’ve left unsaid
Just one forward motion
One simple step to be free
Drown out the commotion
And become one with the sea
Instead I take a deep breath
And get back in my car
that line tween this and death
Is just a little more blurred
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (7)
Whoa, those last two lines hit so hard, Kelli. Really love your poem <3
'Til finally this & that become one & the same.
You really expressed the challenge around a decision like his. So often, many get to that point and do not turn back, sadly.
Whoa! Very powerful stuff! Well done, my friend.
A rpoem about battling inner pain and choosing life over the edge
You write so beautifully! This was truly heartfelt.
Great profounding ending : that line tween this and death Is just a little more blurred