I stand on the edge of the cliff, land beneath my feet,
Down below, the tempestuous sea roars, seething and churning to the core.
Way above me, are the black sheet of skies, bedecked with pearls of stars
And the moon hangs like a solitaire, glowing dimly as a candle light.


Clouds waft away in the horizon, smoke rings from my mouth as if,
The salty smell of the cold breeze in my nostrils; thirstily, for more I sniff.
A silent silence echoes deep within me, deafening the core of my existence,
I clasp my ears, lest I swoon in a trance of this quiet solitude, no escape from thence.


The winds whisper treacherous songs of the sirens, I stealthily long to hear,
A lullaby, to lure the tired mind and soul in an eternal sleep; to me it’s so near.
Moonlight now blinds my eyes; I can’t bear separation from the enticing dark,
Waves understand my agony perhaps; they shriek for the pain in me. Hark!


Countless memories and a hundred unfinished nightmares huddle together to clutch me,
And scream and howl; a thousand banshees they are, dancing to the Devil’s tune in glee.
The hounds of hell and the demons of my being, join them to rip me apart,
I stand smiling, watching them tear and eat and drink the blood and flesh of my heart.


Smoked the day’s last cigarette and I tighten my jacket; the chill, in my throat, raises a lump,
I walk to the edge one last time, look below in to the abyss, close my eyes and Jump!!!!