Over The Edge

Over The Edge

Time seems meaningless now as I stand here waiting
My feet resting against the edge of the divide before me
No longer knowing which side is right and wrong?
But screaming to not feel so alone

In this time of need, I wish I could reach out to you
in this moment of shattered dreams and an unbearable coldness inside
My head is heavy and my heart and mind feel as if no one cares for me
Thoughts racing in circles as I try to make sense of them again

Thoughts of things being better, if I was not even here
wanting to live my life for you, but the thoughts and feelings were never good enough
All those times I thought something could come of it and the world be better
Now I stand here looking down as I look for the courage to go over the edge