Waves hit the white chalk <br />She was unsure where to walk <br />Along the cliff or off it <br />Her emotions drained <br />Her mind stained <br />With faint images of red <br />wishing she was dead <br />No truth, no life, no trust <br />She wants to go as deep as possible <br />How deep can life take you <br />How far can you cross the line, <br />Till your gone... <br />The chalk drew wild, beautiful dreams <br />The chalk washed away, <br />falls to the bottom of the sea, <br />That's what happened to me.<br /><br />Sonya Khan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/died-in-dover/
