It was a 100 feet drop
The rain was pelting and cold
Late at night, no cars on the bridge
He stood there on the edge
He looked straight down
Into the hungry and relentless sea below
The rain masked his tears
Thoughts rushing through his head
A single step away from death
But he stopped living a few years ago
A few years ago when he lost everything
His beautiful kids and his lovely wife
Every night he went to sleep
He blamed and cursed himself
A tragic accident, which he survived
But took away his will to live
Hardly ate anything or even slept
Lost his job, lost his house
As he lay on the streets every night
Would replay that scene again and again
Can't go back in time to change the past
But also can't progress further in life
His life exploded into millions of pieces
Too complex to put together
He put one leg forward
He slowly loosened his grip
He closed his eyes
In front of him was light
In that light, he saw his kids
He saw his wife holding them
He saw them laughing and playing
At that moment, he smiled
Next morning the streets were busy
The rain had stopped and the ocean was calm
A man sat on the sandy beach
Looking at the sun rise over the horizon



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