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
