At the edge of the Waterfall My motor gone the boat drifted faster and faster. At the edge of the waterfall as I approached the falls helpless hopeless I thought of my life subsiding to words and no friend message or hopes to send my life summed to press me quickly but no time for tears in my eye I am afraid for soon I may die. But what the hell I lived a good life everything I wanted with very little strife. What may lie at the bottom of the falls as I drift closer to the edge. The tension grows it may all soon an I suppose I think back to a time when everything was so sublime and peaceful and free. I know its time so please lord take me I will be pleased to meet you and gaze upon your face I will know that I with your heavenly grace. So over the edge I fall and fall and fall. I thank you lord it is over That's all. So the paramedic says you're lucky to be alive so somethings glimmers inside my head with St Peter Jesus and God I'd be better off dead. For I have a broken pelvis and life will be full of pain. So St Peter Jesus and God do look fine. Check with me at a later date, some other time.