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…