the edge is tempting
maybe i could fall off it
like a bird, without the flying
if only i could start tryingbut feelings warn me
they will not let me be
they scream until i cannot see
and i think i'm losing sanityit's too bad i fear falling
because it'd be an easy way
of ending this catastrophe
this absolute trainwrecki call life. my friends joke
about jumping off buildings
and it makes me sick
it reminds me that i'm truly weakso i look out at the sky wistfully
i remind myself that i have a life
that's waiting ahead for me
that i don't need to run to surviveand as long as i stay another day
i'll be fine. i may not be special
but i'll try to bring joy anyway
maybe one day i'll have some sayfor if i'm being frank
i don't have much to live for
but if i stick on and survive
perhaps i can truly soar_
thank you for all the lovely comments! i'll try to reply them as soon as possible, i promise :'(
anyway, sorry if my writing seems self-centered? i'll try to have more variety in my writing ahH —have a wonderful day or night ahead! 💕
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