On a cliff

We dare to dance,

The stars are the only light

As we prance

He swings me like

A shooting star,

Smiling with his precious pearls,

The stars so far

The only music is the

Quiet wind

That sings a song

So violent and blind

One step closer

And one look at him,

He’s devastatingly beautiful

Like a church hymn

I follow his steps

As I calm my breath,

So close to the edge

On the brink of death

The stars shine brighter then

But I’m too blind

To see the warning

As he pushes me off out of his mind

There I fall

Into Death’s hands,

One last glance I look at the sky

And ask the stars, “why?”