City Lights

A light breeze sways the tree branches.
Summer rain falls to the earth in the darkness of night.
A lone figure stands above the lights.
Feet shuffle closer to the edge.
No one notices the salty tears mixing with the rain.
The railing is the only block.
Climbing over the rails but not letting go,
dead eyes glance down at the neon lighting's,
so inviting. so inviting
No one see's the last finger let go.