Don't Jump

Aboard the S. S. Savannah,
inside the Ball Room
with so many people
their laughter in my ears
smiling face after smiling face
and all I feel
is emptiness.

glittering jewels,
hypnotic music,
the masculine voice's of men,
and the ruffled skirts of women
swirl about the room.
so much energy,
so much magic,
so much romance,
and here I stand,
the Wallfower,
forever to be sitting everything out.
Surrounded by so many people
I wonder if they would care...
Life is tiring,
these Balls, and Expensive jewels, and beautiful music...
I am weary of it all.

I walk out,
the sea's calming blue water entices me
closer I come, feet moving
of their own direction,
and I look down
The girl I see cannot be me...
Hair high in an elegant bun
pale skin, brown eyes...
a true China Doll....

and I hate it.
I hate myself,
my looks,
my voice,
every breath I take reminds me
of what I have lost and can never regain again

the scene in the water shifts
and there he is... my beautiful boy
his smiling face, and chubby cheaks
the twinkle in his eyes and the brightness
that he brought to this dreary existence.
my dead son.

It is then that I know
life is not worth it
I see no sunshine
no rainbow after all this rain
and then the picture fades and all
that I see are the dark, deep waves...

side to side
sways the boat
(swish, swish)
the waves call to me
(jump, swim, forget)
hands tightening around the rail
up and over I go.
look down, dark waves await below
enticing, inviting ...deadly
lean closer, feel the sea's
salty breath upon my face
my grip loosens
(jump... swim.... forget...)
a sudden tight grip
pulling me up
strong, gentle hands
hold me close.
safe inside them,
I can forget the pain
my world isn't so hard
the waves aren't so inviting anymore
as he pulls me out of the sea.
I look to the horizon
and i smile.
I am no longer alone on this lonely ship of mine.