On a rooftop unfamiliar, A ledge so inviting, Death’s warm embrace waiting At the bottom of a Half-hearted attempt to fly. Contemplating, Finding the strength to take A weightless step Then losing it To the cowardice in fear. Fate’s twisted desire To make a sufferer Of a good man Or the fate of the sufferer To become a good man. In retrospect, A life half-lived, A man half-loved, A memory forgotten. Imaginary friendships Existing only in Convenience. A pain withstanding The test of time All erased In a selfish act Of self preservation. The strength comes If only… The strength goes If only…