I see it there Everytime I go out to smoke The water tower by my home I hear it beacon me The ladder from the base leading to the top I can envison the simpleness of the escpae Wearing white to the grave Walking through the snow All the way to the tower The shiny steps of the ladder Slowly I put one foot in front of the other Climbing high into the star lit sky "Don't look back Sunny, It's almost over" I reach the top and slowly stand tall No need to jump I extend my arms out and slowly fall back The feeling of free fall The slow motion of the act My hair whipping about No happy memories flashing before my eyes Just a happy satisfaction The first time in awhile A smile formed across my face As I slowly go to the ground The snow around me crimson red No more screaming and shouting No more hurt and pain No more flashbacks or nightmares That is the end of the darkness For this girl named Sunny