Grief

To live is an act of courage
Standing on the brink of a bridge
An onshore breeze passes by me
The torment of my dreams haunts me.

Unconscious to my surroundings
To live is an act of courage
A cry for help but no one hears
Each day so sorrowful and dull.

The atmosphere so chill and cool
Deeply lost far in reverie
To live is an act of courage
A gentle psithurism is heard.

A longing desire awaiting
My lifeless soul at rest at last
Gone but not forgotten always
To live is an act of courage.

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