Pearls And Beads That Make Us Bleed

7. It Won't Be A Shock

So I'm here, where everybody wants me to be

Here I am, standing on the tippy railing

I take a deep breath in, wanting some sign

Life flashing in my eyes, reality is fading

Here I go, tilting off this tiny edge

My life hanging on limb by limb

I kiss my pearls, the beads that I got

I want to drown, not to swim

Aren't I already drowning, when I'm living?

This way I'll finish the descent to the rock

I was told every to kill myself, so I guess...

This drop won't actually be a shock.

Angela