As I smiled and leaped from the bridge''s edge,
The wind whispered gently, slowing my pledge.
In mid-air, a friend''s reach, wearied and late,
I was already embraced by the moon''s fate.
Close to the water''s shimmer, eyes sealed tight,
A fleeting moment, life''s reel in swift flight,
Good and bad memories danced in sight,
Then, a sudden jolt, and darkness took its height.
My body met the water''s surface, a heavy plunge,
Weight amplifying, as if caught in a vengeful lunge.
Deeper I sank, a descent without expunge,
My eyes shut, pondering, but my thoughts wouldn''t lunge.
Till he arrived, the figure in black attire,
Coat draped in darkness, with accents of fire.
Jet-black glasses, a top hat to inspire,
An unexpected savior amid depths dire.
He raised me from the river''s embrace,
Into his carriage, a refuge of grace.
As consciousness returned, head on his lap,
"Good, you''re awake," in a raspy clap.
His voice, a melody tinted with pain,
Glasses were removed, revealing the strain.
His visage, a portrait of hurt profound,
A depth of anguish in eyes unbound.
Carefully, he tended to my weakened frame,
A silent guardian, unnamed in this game.
"Rest now," he murmured, his voice the same,
Yet veiled in secrets, untouched by fame.
I drifted into a slumber''s deep hold,
The carriage rocked with stories untold.
Awakening again, in a place unknown,
My savior beside, his compassion shown.
I pondered why he saved me, stood by his side,
And began to voice my distress, unhide:
"Why? Why this rescue, after leaving my side,
In my darkest hours, where did you hide?"
A rush of memories, a hit to recall,
Tears welled, and emotions broke through the wall.
You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author.As he reached, offering a consoling embrace,
I recoiled, pushing away from that place.
Yet Death persisted, his arms open wide,
After a pause, I crumbled, no longer defied.
Enfolded in his embrace, tears untried,
Sobs echoed freely, from deep inside.
In the silence, he whispered, a soothing voice,
"Life''s tapestry, woven by fate''s own choice.
I''ve seen despair, where shadows reside,
But in your eyes, hope has not yet died.
I saved you not for a sinister scheme,
But to offer solace in life''s raging stream.
When you asked, ''Where were you in despair?''
Know, I was there, in the unseen air.
In moments unseen, I stood by your side,
In whispers of wind, in the low tide.
For life and death dance, intertwined,
I am both adversary and friend, combined."
I will give you as many chances as you
Need, so I will give back your soul, and life
And I will leave a friend so that
You can trust and talk to him ok?
As Death embraced me, from his cane he drew
A radiant prism of hues, a soul''s view.
"This embodies your essence," his voice true,
A parting gift from realms old and new.
With tenderness, he laid my form down,
Gently coaxing my soul, without a frown,
Back into my being, a delicate crown,
A whispered farewell, tenderly thrown.
A gentle peck, a rose in glass,
Symbols of departure, fading pass.
His presence waned, in the fading mass,
A poignant farewell, the moments surpass.
Moments later, I stirred to find my friend,
Beside me, tears cascaded without an end.
With a fragile smile, I embraced him tight,
Though exhaustion swelled, a silent plight.
I surrendered to weariness, a tired sigh,
Allowing him to tend, to my silent cry.
Whispered reassurance, an earnest try,
"I''m alright," I breathed a hopeful reply.
His sobs, a symphony of shared pain,
Gentle solace amidst tears'' refrain.
In the quiet, emotions did sustain,
A bond of hearts, through anguish''s chain.