Source:pirism
A walk to the edge.
A dip in the ocean.
A dive into the unknown.
It will soon cover me
With its soothing wetness.
Am I ready?
THE EDGE
jump
A LEAP OF FAITH
A LEAP OF FAITH
Take a leap with me.
A leap of faith into the unknown.
Whom can you trust?
Is there anyone in your life
that you can trust with yours?
A hard question to ask.
An even harder one to answer.
LIFE IS FOR LIVING
The young hold the secret
to life and living.
A hop.
A skip.
A jump.
Each day brings
new experiences.
A hop.
A skip.
A jump.
On your way to
living and enjoying
life to the fullest.
FLY OFF THE ROCKS
Source:pineapple-princesss
We have reached the edge.
Nowhere left to go.
We escaped the party.
The deadly game from hell.
Let’s jump into the ocean.
Swim our way down the shore.
To the beach filled with tourists.
Where help will be on the way.
We can’t return to End House.
Evil house of illusions.
Filled with traps and dead bodies.
No way are we going back.
Come and take my hand.
Let’s fly off the rocks.
We’ll soar through the air.
Like a pair of white doves.
Footsteps behind us.
Flying creatures above.
Time is now or never.
For us to take our chance.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
IT WAITS
Source:milkshaq
It waits.
It waits for me.
Can I do it?
Will I do it?
Should I jump?
Will I jump?
The salt air.
The strong waves.
The wet breeze.
It calls to me.
My siren calls.
Goodbye to all.
FREE FALL THROUGH SPACE
What does it feel like?
To free fall
through the air.
To let yourself go
to the feeling.
To step back and jump.
Nothing but air
until you hit the water.
To believe in yourself.
To believe in the water
to cushion your fall.
Freedom.
An escape from life.
An escape from reality.
What does it feel like?
I’ll let you know
after I hit the water.
THE EDGE
Source:pirism
A walk to the edge.
A foray to the wild side.
A dip in the ocean.
A dive into the unknown.
It will soon cover me.
With its soothing wetness.
Am I ready?
IT’S NOW OR NEVER
Source:pineapple-princesss
We have reached the edge.
Nowhere left to go.
We escaped the party.
The deadly game from hell.
Let’s jump into the ocean.
Swim our way down the shore.
To the beach filled with tourists.
Where help will be on the way.
We can’t return to End House.
Evil house of illusions.
Filled with traps and dead bodies.
No way are we going back.
Come and take my hand.
Let’s fly off the rocks.
We’ll soar through the air.
Like a pair of white doves.
Footsteps are behind us.
Flying creatures above.
Time is now or never.
For us to make our move.
THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist
IT WAITS
It waits.
Currents of ice.
Splashes of salt.
Thrashes of rock.
The water waits.
Swirling.
Circling.
Endless.
The water waits for me.
A FEW STEPS TO PARADISE
Photo taken by @bradytookanotherphoto.
A few steps to paradise.
A hop.
A skip.
A jump.
To the shore.
To the sand.
To the ocean.
To paradise.
SUSANNE LEIST 