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Mar 2019
Why have I been driving myself to the edge
Like serious this is no place for anyone
Yet here I am a step from being over
And I don’t know if I can take that step back

The edge just seems to be calling me
Wanting me to take that step over and fall
For how long, I do not know
But the fall seems to be the thing pushing me back

So I have this two feelings
Embrace the edge or let the fall push me away
So because of this feelings I’m just standing there
Unsure on what to do with my life

I really could just end it and jump
And embrace the fall for what it is
The images of my life flashing before my eyes
But I’m afraid of what’s at the end of the fall

I could also take that step away
And leave this edge behind
Really just continue my life and forget this
But I’m pretty such I will be back to this edge

Not knowing what to do I sit down
With my legs over the edge swinging back and forth
Waiting for my mind to decide on what to do
And I’m still waiting to this day on what to do
This is a poem about how I felt with depression and suicide thoughts. They have decreased a lot since I wrote this.
Hunter Cilman
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Hunter Cilman
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