Slowly dying Getting up higher Slowly trying Only to fall lower Night falls Nightmares claim you Light

is fleeting Dreams are a thing of the past Hope is gone Blackness consumes you Suicide tempts you beyond belief The brightness scares you Seriously thinking it through Doubting yourself Wanting to end it all Killing yourself Creeping closer to the edge Being torn seam from seam Looking down among the rocks Picking at that last thread Not knowing you took that last step Falling apart Hitting; dead