In my mind I see it hanging
Calling and beckoning
To me.
Asking me to come closer to the edge of the chair
Wanting me to fall and tip over
And i have been fighting it for so long
But i don't know how much longer i can go on
The drop doesn't look very far down
And the rope around my neck seems loose
So why not
Why not go to the edge
And lean over the side
And let my feet step off
I'll float to the ground
Like a leaf in the fall
Falling towards the earth
I want to look over the edge and lose my balance
Because it feels as if i already have.
But here i am still going
Still holding on to my tree
But it seems like my tree is on fire
Slowly burning down
So why can't i just fall now
Why am i waiting to be burned later.
