The Jump
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Isabelle Lewis, Grade 7, Danebank - An Anglican School For Girls
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Poetry
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2016
Excellence Award in the 'Top Secret 2016' competition
I walk to the edge,
Then lean over the pier.
Something courses through me.
It’s fear.
The water is beguiling me to its deep,
dark depths.
“Jump, jump,” it screams to me.
I take a few more steps.
The water is dark and viridescent.
I stare.
It stares back.
Its taunt I can no longer bare.
I run and jump
Bubbles roar past as I descend,
Sunrays draw me up.
I resurface my anxiety is at an end