I wish I had the courage
that the characters I
create possess
I wish I had the nerve
to make the choice
to make the hard decision
that all I do now is delay
the end, inevitable looming
stepping closer to that edge
looking over the brink
my eyes betray me
the world is round
why does this edge look
as though there is no end
no bottom in sight
an endless darkness
no pin ***** of light
soon I must choose
to jump, to leap to give
in to the fear and in falling
finally find if I can fly