I was one fear
closer to here
lost in a night too
dark for sleeping
was it me on the ledge or was it you
whispering
do not give up too
soon
do not give up
too soon
when I am breaking
I am a fool
where do I stand
I am a piece of stone mixed in
with all this sand
yet full of proof
of what died with you
why did you bring me here to my
cyclone second
when rage engulfs
this bridge from earth to heaven
cinder through and through
you ask too much you
do
for one whisper like the hint of water
splashed on embers
for one storybook of dreams with its
message tethered
to the fading metal moon
the sun it can be
cruel
now that I gave too much too
soon
Is this your
plan
is this your one
your great
your smoky last demand
or
my intention
my blue-flame doom
because
burned across my
heart your forgotten message
the language lost
in time with the words rewritten
resuscitate the
girl she is out of breathing
collapsed under
the hope she could not believe in
the soot was in
her eyes she could only cry
was this my one great truth
did I give up
too
soon?
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