I could jump…
No one is around to stop me.
With just the slightest movement
I could be falling
Down into the river
Raging on and on.
I could fall…
Right now off of this old wooden bridge
If I were to do so,
Would anyone even care?
Would I be missed?
Would my name spread like a wild fire
Or would my disappearance go unnoticed forever…
The wind could push me over…
Right into the furious waters
If I teeter forward just a little
I would plummet below
Into the unknown
I could jump…
A wonderful _picture it & write inspiration 😀
Hey there, authormercedes. I love how you started and ended with the same line ‘I could jump…’ Nice work! I also loved your description of – ‘Would my name spread like a wild fire’ so evocative. I hope to see more of your contributions to Picture it & write. 😀
– Ermisenda
Thank you