Upon the highest mountain,

Its peak reaches the jewel-embedded sky,

I stand,

Overwhelmed by the serene beauty

Laid out before my eyes.

The land reaches out

With hills of shimmering emerald

And azure rivers

Sparkling under the gentle hues of the sun.

~

Entranced by this sight,

I feel not

your clammy hand upon my back,

The icy wind rushing over me.

~

You push,

I fall.

~

This new sensation

Paints the illusion of flight,

I spread my arms to catch the air,

But realize,

As my beloved ground rises up,

That I am not flying

But falling.

~

Impact occurs.

My body shatters,

Like that of a thin sheet of ice

Obliterated by a solitary, virile kick.

~

People come

And sweep away my shards,

Pushing them into the deepest hole,

Concealing the unspoken truth

Of how

My soul shattered,

And my heart broke,

All because of you.