I feel so lost

Can't handle the cost

Closer comes insanity

Losing the tranquility

I can clearly remember

It all started in december

Somebody said the wrong thing

I wish I could stop being

I want to dissappear

Not have anyone be near

Just let go and fall

Be able to forget it all

I hold onto the ledge

Almost over the edge

Staring into that dark well

Where insanity and I will dwell

I shouldn't have spoken

Then that edge wouldn't beckon

I didn't see any other way

What else could I say?

~Breezy