I sat at the edge contemplating if I should jump or if I should stay just sitting. If I should stay trapped in my hell on earth. If I should stay locked away from others. If my walls should stay up, keep the outsiders at bay.
Who will miss me? Who will care? Who will find me? Do they even know what I'm going through? What will they think?
Probably how I'm the freak girl who jumped because she couldn't take her life anymore.
Probably that they were glad I jumped, I mean that's one less person for them to torture everyday.
Probably it was good for me, I ruined everything for him. I ruined his life. I ruined my life. I ruined my family's life.
I keep my eyes on the setting sun over the horizon and as my thoughts start to consume me I make my final decision. I'm not worthy to be on this earth. I shouldn't be here, everyone won't care. No one will miss me and with my eyes close and my heart rate slowing down I let go of the cliffs edge. Descending, floating, flying and then the impact hit and...
I was finally free.
