It's a dark and lonely night.
My drained body is perched on the edge of the bridge.
I have committed a terrible deed. Something so terrible, your mind could not cope with it's wickedness.
My partner, so beautiful and unique, i have betrayed her, and she will never forgive me.
Oh Grace, my exquisite Grace, how i wish it would not end like this.
So i rise up and stand on the edge of the bridge,
my death seconds away, my killer, meters below.
I see her face laughing, i smile.
Such a distant face now, too far away to touch.
So i count 3, 2, 1, and i jump.
I'm soaring, my body plunging limply down, down into the depths of the water below.
I think of Grace, and what she would think of me if I ever told her.
She would never forgive me.
I have been drowned along with my sorrow.
