I stood on the highest mountain and looked down
I felt my heartbeat rising and heard the sound of the voices in my head saying DO IT NOW!
I ignored the call that disturbed my thoughts of ending my life
And took the choice of jumping down
I felt the wind caressing my face as i closed my eyes
i felt my dreams i felt my passion and felt my ambitions come crushing down
I cared less if not at all for my life had ended a long time ago

As i headed down towards the ground
I thought of how the past had been from falling in love to falling to the ground
Would the pain be the same or would it differ would i shed another tear or drink another bottle of liquor
To heal the scars i made when i slit my wrist with a blade
Or

Would i fall and die
Perhaps be laid to rest
And hear the sounds of people cry
Slowly but surely this pain on my chest
Would fade away by the passing of time

Was my life a blessing or was it a curse
Was my presence accepted or was it a mess
Have i lived long enough to fulfill my purpose or...have i once again failed myself

I'm lost in thoughts of who am and who i was
Just wishing to have never been who i became

I wrote this poem before silencing my thoughts
To let you know that this is how it all ended.