I’m losing control again.
This is the last straw.
I can’t take any more.
I just can’t get a grip.
My life going nowhere,
everything keeps going wrong.
The thought of cutting no longer satisfying,
there’s only one step left.
Closer to the edge than ever before,
leaning over I begin to lose my balance.
Curiosity getting the best of me,
what awaits my inevitable arrival?
Whether it be demons and devils,
or angels and saints I care not.
At this point I’ll take anything.
Anything to rid me of this painful existence.
As the ground beneath races toward me,
I’m greeted anxiously by those that await me.
What lies ahead of me, I know not.
It can’t be worse than the life I left behind.