When you're at the edge, almost tipping over, you're alone, fighting, sometimes barely even breathing. Because you're trying to save yourself from the plunge; you look down at the abyss and shiver, its such a long way down. "I don't want to fall," you murmur to yourself, shaking your head. You've gone this far, you know can't stop now. And you'll do anything to save yourself. Anything. Because we all know the higher you climb, the harder you fall.