Found My Edge

By SirEnders

That's it, I found  my edge
Teeter to and fro from the ledge.
Lean more, accidentally on purpose
Finally no more feeling worthless.
Pick up speed and look around
The wind blocks out the sound.
The silence is deathly and bliss
No need here for one last kiss.
Wake up and look at the clock
Someone was at my door with a knock.
Time for hell to begin all over
Get to school, needing a rover.
Make it through the day
People get me to stay.
I get home and stand on a stool
Set the noose, feeling like a fool.
Kick the stool, the world stands still
Death has prevented me from the kill.
Wake up in the hospital bed
They're trying to keep you fed.
You simply give up and don't eat
Unable to stand on your own two feet.
Struggle to the nearest window
Opened, feeling the breeze swing low.
Look over the ledge and hear a cry
Fall back and death let's you die.
He accepts me with arms open wide
I follow him in every stride.
The father of death has loved his son
Finally welcoming him with evil fun.
Death is the inevitable
He is the unquestionable.

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Copyright 2016 SirEnders
Published on Friday, January 15, 2016.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"
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  • RoseTheBrokenHearted On Thursday, April 21, 2016, RoseTheBrokenHearted (130)By person wrote:

    Your writings seem familiar to me, much like the poetry, I once used to write. Nicely done.

  • SirEnders On Thursday, April 21, 2016, SirEnders (50)By person wrote:

    Thank you, if you enjoyed this you will enjoy my others. This is very old, before I got my wider vocabulary along with my official rhyme scheme. Thank you for reading.

  • Nixx On Friday, January 15, 2016, Nixx (235)By person wrote:

    death sounds familiar and comforting..

  • A former member wrote: Very well written, lovely depiction. keep writing

  • soul_versing On Wednesday, January 6, 2016, soul_versing (774)By person wrote:

    Depression is a horrid mind entrapment, the mind tends to play on mixed emotions. Saddening piece, but well written. Hello there poet, and welcome to the valley. -Write on Scholar

  • SirEnders On Wednesday, January 6, 2016, SirEnders (50)By person wrote:

    Thank you, but to me it is easier to write the darker, sadder things. It has been most of my life, not all, but most. I thank you again and hope you like all of my other writings.

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