As i stand here alone
wondering whether to jump
i close my eyes
waiting for my body to thump
standing on the edge
looking down
tears start to fall
down to the ground
the thoughts going through my head
the anger, sorrow and hurt
theyre all why i just want to be dead
coz right now i jus feel like dirt
it would be my fourth time trying
but im not sure i care anymore
whats the problem with dying
when you feel theyve all shut the door
no matter how many times you say youll never leave
loneliness still drags me away
wondering if anyone would care or grieve
makes the right time to get closer each and every day
as the wind blows through my hair
and clears my eyes from tears
i wonder what id do for a dare
coz ive certainly conquered all my fears
stones drop down to the ground
hitting every ledge on their way
i wonder what my body will do
i wonder if id end up ok
ive had enough
i want to take my last breathe
the way im feeling
its certain death
this form of pain
its like a knife in the back
how to explain
its happiness i do lack
so do i jump
or should i try life again
should i try to find heaven
or just see the final end?