Concrete Cliffs

The dawn's first light revealed An empty, mangled soul. Prostrate against the shale, It was you. With unease we bent and kneeled Over the cliff's rust flecked brim, Anxious to steal a glimpse of What lay below. Adrift in the vast strands of grey Against the concrete cliffs. Once the gasps and sobbing ceased Most withdrew and slipped away. Prostrate against the shale, It was you. You told me To always Stay alive Adrift in the vast strands of grey Against the concrete cliffs. You told me To always stay alive. Prostrate against the shale, I am you.