A/N: Hope you like it.
I stand.
Swaying back and forth.
Teetering on the edge.
The wind caresses my cheeks.
The sky showers me with kisses.
The restless water below roars.
All together they urge.
Just one more step.
To end all the madness.
There is no need.
For encouragement.
In my dictionary
the word Hesitation
does not
exist.
Soon neither will I.
I lean forward.
Closer to my escape.
There is no turning back.
I pray for my ancestors to grant me
the wing to soar.
Just this once.
The earth beneath my feet
disappears.
I am falling.
No
Flying
Then death wraps me in her silky arms.
Welcoming me.
Claiming me as
her own.
I wonder
If
mother
will do the same.
When I meet her and father
on the other side.
I am covered from
head to toe.
Death floods
my ear and my nose.
My lungs are on fire.
Escape
It's so close.
I can
almost
taste it.
Sweet.
My brain is clouded.
Only one thing
is clear.
I am thinking.
Almost there
So close.
To Escape.
It is within
my reach.
At the tip
of my
tongue.
Sugary-coated
luscious.
Then it is
gone.
It all happened
so fast.
My chest is thumped.
Like hands beating on a
drum.
Or maybe it's my
heart.
Voices.
So many.
Saying.
Breath.
I feel Deaths cold embrace
slip away.
Unwillingly
I take a breath of
life.
It tastes
bitter.
A/N: For those who have read Impulse I figured I'd make this guys suicide a little less violent than blowing a hole in his chest. Anyhow please please review.