I Jumped
I am the ghost of my past life.
I feel hollow, empty, incomplete,
No one can hear me speak.
I jumped
From a rooftop in budding May,
A beautiful time of year.
I jumped,
Then I changed my mind.
Nothing hurts as much
As seeing the lives
I could have been a part of
Playing out before my eyes.
I jumped
From a glass tower
Shimmering in the summer’s sun.
I jumped
And then I changed my mind.
I wish I was still alive
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