Hey, you guys! I just wanted to upload this poem I did for my English class. It has a companion poem called The War Is Far From Over Now. It will be soon. After you read both, let me know if I should do more. I think I may do a series of poems for this but I don't know. R&R

Warning: Angst, Possible suicide, you decide. But possible Kleenex alert!

Disclaimer: Don't own Supernatural or the Tokio Hotel song I was listening to while writing this, so don't sue. Is too poor to flee country again.

Don't Jump

Part 1

The cold air dances around me,

Pausing just long enough for your desperate pleas to reach me.

You call my name,

one of your many records left on repeat.

I try to shut you out, not wanting you to stop me.

I see the faces of those disturbed enough to watch my self-execution

The condemnation is clear and bright on their faces

as they silently count my tears.

Every one of them represents all the promises said but never fulfilled.

Behind me, as I take a step towards those judging sacks of flesh,

(so many of them would be dead without you and me)

you scream my name loud enough I think even Dad heard it wherever he is.

You tell me it's not worth it,

don't make what the demon said true.

You also say I shouldn't let everything we've done be undone

by the shit-faced lies of the scum of this life.

I open my eyes, having closed them as I turned to face you.

I notice the snow falling hard all around me,

not unnerved that I could no longer feel the numbness

in my flesh exposed by my thin white t-shirt and long jean shorts.

I tell you I lost my battle long ago,

been wanting to do this for awhile now,

even before Dad's death.

I tell you I've dreamt of this before,

only to wake up and go on with business as usual,

my masks and walls tighter and higher than yours.

Your record comes out once again as I finish my last words to you,

still begging me not to cover the pavement of this abandoned building and the sick twisted below

with my warm, sticky life blood.

I take a step over the edge,

you're lightening lunging forward and grabbing my wrist as gravity takes over.

You're struggling, not able to hold my weight forever.

As my luck has it, the fire truck won't make it in time.

You frantically ask for my dangling hand,

telling me it'll be better, a second if I choose to take it.

You move to grab my hand more completely

and in the split second I have no support,

I let go.

You shoot both hands out and grasp my shoulders,

nearly sending us both to the ground, while

whispering a last promise

that will be fulfilled if I fall.

You'll fall after me,

mixing your pure untainted blood with my black crimson filth.

I beg you!

"No! I NEED to DIE!

You MUST live! Continue saving people!"

I roar these words at you,

proof of my lost humanity.

"No."

You quietly but defiantly state,

broken like the mirrors sacrificed to stop that Bloody Mary wannabe.

"If you fall, I'll follow.

Hell gets two bodies for the price of one.

And so you know, I've been considering this too.

But I kept it together so you wouldn't worry.

*chuckle* I guess it didn't work.

I didn't see just how much pain you're in.

But now, it's up to you.

You fall

to lose it all

or you stay and I'll help you heal."

I stare into your concerned emeralds as I make and carry out my decision.

I hear one last phrase from you

before the darkness swallows me completely and whole,

also pulling screams from the demented creatures below.

"SAMMY!"

Hope you enjoyed it! R&R once again and the second part will be up when I'm done typing it. There is also a small prtion of lyirc from another song and will give you a cookie if you find it! Happy Hunting and Happy late Halloween, if you celebrate it! gn!