with one more step

i'll end it all

with one more step

i'll fall

-

the funny thing is

i'll fall right down to the ground

and none of you

will ever hear a sound

-

falling and flying

are just the same

when the thing doing it

doesn't have a name

-

all these burdens

weigh me down

as i slowly

but surely drown

-

it's possible to drown

on dry land

too many people

never understand

-

i'll stop writing this poem for now

i have to sleep

in my bed

six feet deep