A Wingless flight ...

The Oblivion Calls...

A mountain top,
An infinite fall,
She stands there, 
A still form at the very edge.

Her eyes stare into the oblivion,
Looking but not seeing .
Her heart beats like war drums,
Living but not feeling.

The wind blows dangerously,
Like a threat to her delicate frame.
The stars shine brightly,
Like Spotlights for her moment.

For a moment she sheds a tear,
The next moment determined she stands.
A moment of disbelief flashes,
And then an intense pain .

A searing heat , 
Inside a tormented soul,
A burning scar,
Inside a confused mind.
Questions forming an infinite maze
She stands lost,no light to lead her through.

Her mind no longer questions,
Her eyes no longer have tears,
Her mind a dangerous traitor
Her heart , a frozen prisoner.

Lips that quiver but utter not a word
A mind that battles her weary heart.
A step forward and the earth would cradle her,
A step forward and the misery would end.

A treacherous mind wills her,
And fiery tear just flows.
The rebellious heart makes her wish
For a hand to hold her close.

A moment , is all it will take,
A moment of insane courage.
A wingless flight, a journey
but lost she stands in a Maze !