Dep's Poetry

The Cliff
(Mar 6th, 2004)

A thousand miles tall
They stand at it's edge
Gazing at the depths
Of the cliff

The cliff
Where dreams are made and broken
Where fate is forced to choose
What is meant for thee

The cliff
Where hearts are broken
And remade each day
And only chaos reigns

The cliff
Where the Dead and the Damned
The Lucky and the Chosen
All came into being

And now another
Walks to the edge
Seeing the height
She takes a deep breath

Now she will plunge
And Fate itself shall choose
Her life, her love, her path
Not the twisted words of him

But she must dive
To find the truth
And if fate should fail her
I will break her fall

I'll tend to her wounds
Wounds of the mind and spirit
Even though she ignored
That which I have said

For only in diving
Can she see with eyes
Unclouded by a veil of love
Only then can she see true

Only in diving
Off this terrible cliff
Can she learn about
The equally terrible truth