Voices in my head (Michael clifford)

//eight//

Slowly, I stepped up into the ledge.

I felt the wind pushing me a little bit, but not enough for me to fall.

I thought of my family. Goodbye.

I thought of my friends. Goodbye.

I thought of anastasia.

If only she could have been here.

But she did come.

At the very last minute she did come.

As she realized what was happening, she started to cry.

She whispered

"Michael"

"Anastasia"

Then, the wind took me.

To a place where the pain is gone.

The voices in my head, we're finally gone.

Love,
Michael.