Who Am I To Say.... Poem by Dislocated Heart

Blaring music, Time to go.
I look down the 7th floor..
Its not so far.
within a second I'd be face engraved into the pavement.

Not a fear..

Just when you slip,
you lose focus..
flashback of my entire life,
comes by.

She asked for a blade..
I ask why.. takin your life?
I saved her for another night..
while I sat the same night,
looking at a knife.

She ask for drugs..
She feels human for that bit of time..
I say.. no.. vent, you will cope.
She breaks down,
then within seconds,
a smile.
the same night..
I'm drinking..
doing weed.

Another asked me I wanna drown myself in my blood..
I've it all planned out..
I rushed to her.. wrapped her legs,
arms.. that bleed profusively..
While she rest, I leave..

I went home one night..
I almost did what she did...

My friend of one year.. hung himself.. no one really knows why..
People leave notes behind.. saying their last good-bye..

What am I to say? to those I've kept alive another day?

Keeping others safe for another night..
when I'm tryin to take my own life.

who am I to say?