I’ve stood where you are upon that ledge,
And teetered on that very edge,
Been summoned into Satan’s lair,
His scheming fuelled my own despair.
My darkest days, with no way out,
No one heard me scream and shout,
The future looming, scary, stark,
No light ahead, just constant dark.
My every move dug a deeper hole,
To escape this mire, my only goal,
There seemed no end to all this strife,
The logic now, to end my life.
To ease my suffering, to ease my pain,
To put an end to all this strain,
And so I stood upon that ledge,
To take the step from off that edge.
A seconds pause, a momentary blink,
But time enough to stop and think,
What made me stop, I could not say,
But that’s the reason I’m here today.
It made me stop, it made me think,
It brought me back from on the brink,
I realised all the good things I had,
My life itself was not that bad.
I had my children with love so true,
To end my life would leave them blue,
I had no choice, I had to stay,
And face my perils, day by day.
So when you think all hope is lost,
And you must escape at any cost,
Before you face the hounds of hell,
There are people in life that need you as well.
© Cinco Espiritus Creation