Demon

Her birthday
an epic failure of massive proportions.
OTW home to angst and disappointment
I insist on a stop at the wharf

In the darkness I walked to the end
Lonely heels clack clack clacking on the timbers as a cool breeze peacefully swayed the wharf.
The swell was menacing - big and fast, dark and cold.
pushing the tide towards the shore I saw in the black; but couldn't make out the land.

I looked down and almost without warning I wanted to jump off 
Would I survive?
Did I care?

I guess I must have. 
I thought of my surgery soon. 
Would be a waste if I didn't make it that far.

OH, how naive I was 
that it might matter

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Hi. I'm Allie