One, two and three.
Only a few seconds before leaving.
A young spirit got severely wounded by so many years
spent between shadows of pain.
The bad memories stole the light away from
that young soul.
Leaving the world should never be a choice
for all of those who want their pain
to really stop.
But there he was,
about to jump into a deep abyss.
When his feet were about the leave the earth,
a sudden rush of good memories filled
his troubled mind.
Maybe.. it wasn't time to jump (yet)