poems

Death

I looked out the window and asked.

"If i jumped would I die from the fall?"

Then I dangled my feet out the window and asked>

"If i did it they had the choice would someone catch me?"

Then I stood up

and felt the nice cold air.

And I wasen't afraid.

Not afraid of the fall

or how high I was.

I wasen't afaid if I fell forward.

I was afaid of falling back.

Back to my bed by the window to security.

But what I was most

was the fact that I didn't know why.

Why I wanted death.

And what people would say

about why I should want to live.

Why is it such a crime to want death

But I didn't choose to live

Its my "life" why do I have to live it.

So I jumped

Mentaly

I fell to the ground in my mind

I din't die.

Didn't get hurt

I stod up.

amd walked away

away from what ever pain that had caused me to want to jump.

And I returend to my bed by my window

and just felt the rain come in though my window.