Im
   quickly
           falling
                 off
                     my
                        broken
                          chipp­ed
                                  wall.
                      ­                  One                
                                             side
                                                 holds
                                                       the
                                                           same
                                                            ­    hell
                                                        ­             as
                                                              ­          before,
                                               ­                      The
                                                             ­  other
                                                          h­olds
                                                     great
                                       uncertainty.
                                      I
            ­               can't
                     decide          
                 where
                 I
               want
                     to
                         .
                       .
                     .
                        .
                          Fall.