Over the Edge

Over the edge
above the ground
maybe its to late
to turn around

all these thoughts
flood through my head
the strongest one
why still am I not dead

Its like a jump
that will not end
an ever longing wait
from the time of my descend

air moves past my face
I feel bliss
I'm close to deaths place
I can tell as life flash's
before my face

over the edge
above the ground
you can watch me die
without a sound