For the Moment

I stand on top of this deserted roof.
the orange sky illuminates my soul as I watch the city above and below.
For the moment,
The world seems so simple and carefree.
And its sole purpose of existence is for me to see.

I unclasp my fist and hold on to the dirty locket.
A pretty little heirloom.
Somehow, in the mix of tragic scenes,
I managed to keep a firm grip on it.

For the moment,
I am inefficient.
I am a barrier to any positive or negative thoughts.
I allow the wind to caress my frame gently.
I let its fingers run smoothly through my hair.

For the moment I paint an ideal picture of what life would be,
Had I only ever saw what was in front of me.
I watch the birds fly to and fro,
Blessed with ignorance to the cruel world.
I wish to be one of them - free.

For the moment,
I do not exist inside myself.
I move closer to edge and look down below;
The little souls all move on missions.
I take a deep breath and close my eyes.

For the moment,
I am unaware of what I am doing,
Of the motives behind my actions,
Or to whom and what I am trying to prove.

I let go of the locket and let it fall...
Down, down, down...

For the moment,
I prepare to take the extra step -
Then I stop.

I changed my mind today,
I shout to the birds.
Don't despair - tomorrow we will take a flight
In the setting sun together.

For the moment,
It isn't my time,
But in a moment,
Everything can change.