·--Contrast--·

He suddenly looked out the window... he couldn't avoid the desire to jump
It was one of the most beautifull night skys he had ever seen... stars everywhere... the moon so round...
But still, in the depths of his heart, he could't endure the beauty of the sky...
Far away he could hear the desperate scream of a child... the cry of a mother... and the unhopefull silence of a father...
He looked towards the pavement... picturing himself falling down to it...
He felt like a clown...he felt like a mime... he suddently felt like nothing...

For one sole second, he felt hopefull... for only one sole second.

'Why is it that at end someone always has to die?', he wondered, 'Why do they need this to apreciate the value of their own lives?'

What was life worth if we avoided living it? ... he thought when he found himself facing the pavement so closely...