I look down but all I can see is black.

I've come to a stop; there's no where to run.

This is my last stop; there's no turning back.

How did this happen? Everything's undone.

What has lead me far and turned me to ash?

Tell me. Please. Because I don't have a clue.

Wobbling on the edge about to crash,

I'm reminded that the hurt came from you.

Now my soul will wander an empty hall.

And it was you who stabbed me in the back.

Gone from the hall, off the ledge I now fall.

Soon my head hits the concrete with a crack.

It's so sad that you used to be my friend.

Though now, you're the reason for my life's end.