I stand at the top of a building staring at the ground below not a word from my mouth, but several screams pounding in my head just wanting to be let out. "Help me!" "Save me!" "I want to die!" they all scream, but I just stand there in silence. "Slit your throat!" "Hang yourself!" "Drown in your bathtub!" they go on, but I just stand there in silence. One voice, the quietest, has the most meaning ever; however. "Let go," its soft wispier hides beneath all the screams. I then say aloud, "I wish I could," as I step towards the edge and let my self go over as I fall in silence.
