So there, there I stand, in the building, ready to jump.
I'm scared, shivering, my heart goes "bu-bump."
Just depressed, terrified, angry, sad.

I can't really stand the pain.
So I'll jump, into the grassy plain.

I lean forward, wind brushing my face
as if to whisper and embrace

So I squint my eyes
unfold my arms
as if to greet death.

No one can stop me.
I'm just going to fall.
Fall. Fall. Fall.

I can feel it!
Death grasping my hands into it's world.
I know it!
Where I'll end up.

But someone grabs my shoulder and pulls me back.
Tears in his/her eyes.
Saying, "If you're going to die, die with me."

You die you lose.
You live you win.

Remember the ones that love you.

LOVE YOU.