With her heels on, every night she walks on the edge
Clutching her heart, she breathes in the cold air
And closes her eyes with flashbacks running through her mind
Her lips twirl up as she remembers all those giggles and the good times
She looks up at the sky covered with brilliant stars
They beam down at her adoring the twinkle in her eyes
She then looks down at her feet, slowly turning her neck to the other side
Where the ocean stretches and meets the skyline
Its waves crashing on rocks and splashing the water up
Washing off her feet, her jeans and all the hurt
She sighs looking at the moonlight shimmering on those waves
It’s beauty alluring her pleading her to take a step forward
She lifts her leg up trying to balance herself on the other
Her heel shaking nervously on the edge, wondering it’s fate
Her heart pounding like a drum in her hollow chest
She smiles realising this is what it feels like to be on the edge
To see life on one side and death on the other
To see the waves rising up but crashing in the end
To feel the cold air travelling from her feet, her spine to her very soul
To have a chance to have it all or lose it with just a small step
She smiles knowing she has all the control now of her own life
She is indeed the master of the sea and the captain of her ship
Her face glows at that and smiling, she jumps down but on the other side
Her heels sigh with a thud as they feel the ground
She gets up adjusting her hair, she looks back one last time
She feels the waves desperately calling her out
‘Come back o dear! Let me show you what death tastes like’
‘Not yet’ says she firmly and walks back in the dark
Once again leaving the ocean to sing it’s song on another lonely night
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