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On the edge i sit,i think,
Of all there is to hold.
Why i havent yet
And the future yet untold.
On the edge i watch and wait,
Making that final choice,
Do i want what i think,
To give my woe a voice?
On the edge i plan and ponder,
What i'm leaving behind
Friends, family, grief and strife,
Just to free my mind?
On the edge i finally chose,
The note left beside the bed,
In perfect cursive scrawl,
Razor behind clean with all hats still unsaid.
Over the edge
I jump down into waiting arms
Warm and safe, happy and fine
And away from my potenial harm
- by cantstopcrazy |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/30/2010 |
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- Title: On The Edge
- Artist: cantstopcrazy
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Description:
have you ever felt on the brink, that if one thing happened you would be over and done with everything? that one thing out of place, not perfect would make life unbearable? have you ever sat on the edge, choosing between continuing or fading away? Be careful not to fall over.
***this is a work of fiction, i have not attempted at my life i swear.*** - Date: 04/30/2010
- Tags: edge depressed suicide life
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Comments (1 Comments)
- infinitexcode - 07/24/2010
- Good job! Love this piece. You give an amazing, perfect description of the indecision that suicide brings. I have never tried my life lines, either though.
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