This is a story I wrote: (Inspired by metallica)

Blue wings

Eleven stories up. The night is blue with sorrow. The cold winter rain, blue on the frozen concrete. It glistens in heaven’s light, giving the illusion of tranquility. Only the ripples of footsteps give away its shallow life. Ripples moving closer and closer to the hard concrete ledge. The bitter night lit up by the perfect moon. The stars unreachable in the night’s sky. The air freezing everything it touches, turning it cold and hateful. The hard walls of the building frozen in their miserable existence. The shadows lurking behind closed walls, where the light can not shine. All of the windows are shut, blocking out the forgiving ray. The street lights below hanging their heads in shame. Strangled by the deadly silence. The breeze blows away all of life’s love, and nothing else matters…

She moves slowly closer, slower and slower. Her bare feet, slide gracefully through the water, chasing it away. It’s icy complexion numbing the pain. The tears of rain running down her cold cheek. Her soaked clothes clinging to her body. She shivers though no one notices. Her long black hair draped on her shoulder. Her cold blue eyes frozen solid. Fixated by the light. Her skinny arms dragging her down. Her blue heart frozen solid with sorrow. She moves in complete silence. Only her blackened thought whispering through the night air. Words unspoken. Never care for what they do. Gliding towards the moonlight, and nothing else matters…

She thinks only of Him. Trust she never found, she finds in Him. His gentle touch. Not seen. Not heard. She looks for Him always. He is so close to her, no matter how far. She speaks to Him through her love. It could not be much more from the heart. Her friends, so close to her. They never care for what they do. They never care for games they play. The never care for things they say, and nothing else matters…

She looks below at the bitter street. Nothing more to lose. Nothing more to give.
The silence of the night pushing her over the edge. The weight of her tears dragging her down. The rush of cold on her face. Her hair dragging through the water logged air. No more weight on her shoulders. She glides through the night air, slicing it in half. The sound of her calm, screaming through the air. The light grabbing hold, and nothing else matters…

They only look now. Only now do they realize. They watch her in shock. Their lonely hearts stop for only a moment. The horror they did not foresee. It is too late, and nothing else matters…

He gives her wings to fly. She quivers but not once does she doubt Him. She hits the hard, cold ground with a deafening silence….
The blood stained water running off the pavement. His hand stretched out. She feels no pain, only that of those around her. She floats towards Him. Her vulnerable heart exposed. No flesh or bones separating Him from her. He drowns her pain with love. Her hearts desire.
His warmth filling her heart, and nothing else matters…