I walk upon a cliff,
by Lizzie R...
leading me to steep edge which views
a magnificent sea.
I creep closer and closer.
trying to become one with the views with out falling.
'I want to be free' I think to myself
like the waves of pureness before me.
I gaze off in the distance.
I hear birds whispering to each other,
children laughing and making memorys, and Reminisces.
I breath deep.
Tasting a mist from the sea,
as if i was splashing my face with it.
to wash away my Imperfections.
I still breath deep.
thinking the smell of fresh, pure, water
will take away my misery.