Void

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What lies on the other side of that void?
The void itself is quiet and still.
I sometimes contemplate its peacefulness.
Oh, I sometimes wish I could cross it,
Just for a moment to be a part of that peace.
But then my feet would land on the other side.
And there would be questions there of why I leaped.
But here I ask myself,
Why don't I leap?
For that moment of peace is so tempting.
Temptingly sweet.
The noise would not follow me over the void.
The heart aching numbness and rumble
Would stumble and spill down to the bottom and
Leave me suspended in quiet and peace
For a moment, until.
I land there on the other side and look back
And wonder if it had ever been so loud as I imagined
There, on this side I am now.





11/7/23 Midnight

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