This world is making things much harder. Its not getting any more simple.
Its much more harsh, and people complain when they get a pimple.
Only a hint of life is still inside of me, I wish that I could get others to see...
So much pain and death in 3 months... I've been put too much grief already. Who would understand, who?
As I slowly stand over the cliff watching my last sunset go past the cold waves of the water. I close my eyes to blink past tears. I step up to the cliff, and abandon my fears. "This is the point, of abandoned hope." I whisper slowly to myself, as I kick a small stone into the water. Before I jump, a voice shouts back to me, "Don't do it Sami..." As I turn around, I see the faces of three former loved ones. As I whisper there names slowly under my breath, the tears I blinked back, stream down my face. Collapsing to the ground in tears. I look up to see they're faces, and find out they're gone. I walk slowly down the dirt road back home, but run back to the spot where I was just at. I yell out the words "I'm sorry" And just let myself fall. Falling and falling.. Nobody will know what happened to me...
