Standing on a highrise
just cant go on
running from this life I despise
just so cold and long
Looking back on things
at the ever so sad past
cursing the master that pulls the strings
swearing today is my last
Looking down at the pavement
playing thoughts over in my head
subduing my hearts lament
ready to be dead
Standing on a highrise
ready to fall
thinking of my past
trying to forget it all
Running out of ways to vent
the reaper in my midst
going over the painful events
to many to list
So I leave this note for you
to give you the reasons why
it was the last thing I wanted to do
but I have to say goodbye
Standing on a highrise
thinking of what was said
saying my final goodbyes
when you read this ill be dead
Standing on a highrise
stepping closer to the ledge
putting a stop to my cries
I quietly step off the edge
very sad ending, but an awesome poem. youre getting better and better with every poem you write. great job girl.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful. love it. but you betrayed your rhyme scheme in the 4th stanza.'highrise' and 'past'